Hewitt's twin assets may be enough for a lot of moviegoers -- which may be the biggest con Heartbreakers pulls off.

Schreiber saves it to an extent with some unusual performance choices, but when you compare this ending to the emotional supernova of Danny Boyle’s “Sunshine” it comes way short.

The script seems flimsy and disposable when compared with such similar takes on the subject as "Analyze This,""The Sopranos" and the upcoming "Ghost Dog: The Way of the Samurai."

There's nothing terribly wrong with the movie, but nothing terribly right about it either.

A mostly mundane single-father drama.

So wound up in its own bungee cords, it leaves itself hopelessly tied in knots.

Tragic and phony, and proof that a contrived sad ending can be as bad as a contrived happy ending.

A sweet, if slender, surprise.

Eventually fizzles out badly.

It's really too bad the film remains so resolutely flimsy, because the novice cast is so clearly delighted to be putting on a show, their glee is contagious enough to carry us along -- for a while.

While writer-director Frank Darabont often fails to make King's story plausible, that's no fault of the actors. The performances are the movie's strong suit.

Mildly amusing, both charming and diverting, it plays like a La La Land home movie.

Infuriating on almost every conceivable level.

A pleasant surprise that The Crew offers up the charms it does.

A very odd cinematic creature.

Hamstrung by a script that is too often smug, obvious and self-important.

Story. Character. They used to mean something to George Lucas.

At the end of the day, it’s a sure-handed sequel, but not a terribly thrilling one.

What rescues the movie, time and again, is the strength of Jones' and Jackson's performances.

Compared to such current television shows as ''Sex and the City" and ''Action," this menage-a-trois tale seems downright tame.

Crowe gives the kind of thoughtful performance that suggests what Mystery, Alaska could have been if it had stayed in focus.

There are satisfying moments throughout the movie.

It's not that this is lousy entertainment, it's just that it's a Serious Topic given unnecessary Celebrity Sheen.

While it's not exactly the complete bomb that some were predicting, Charlie's Angels is ultimately just an amiable mess.

The accidental beating and killing of innocent people satirizes "Pulp Fiction," or is this Sabu's homage to Tarantino?

The plot is convoluted.

It has to be noted that the use of music in this film is the worse in recent memory: maudlin, syrupy, and overwrought.

A strange combination of mental exhaustion and boredom.