Leaves almost no impression at all.

Like the melancholy remininces of an old relative who lived through an exciting, even harrowing time, but no longer possesses the mental faculties to really flesh out the tale they're spinning.

Wants to be many things, but ends up being not much of anything.

Streep delivers another of her chameleon-like transformations in appearance, accent, and manner.

The effects never really get ahead of the characters or the script's layered personality.

Much more mythic and risk-taking than the usual Hollywood product.

Surreal to the point of poeticism, amusing and tragic by turns.

Does have its share of bona fide chuckles, but it falls shy of its possibilities.

I haven't got the slightest idea whether these characters are meant as satirical targets or as a reasonably fair cross-section of Today's Youth.

Appears to be several different movies spliced together, with unfortunate results.

A class act, from top to bottom.

Certainly one of his (Scorsese's) most profound works.

Show Me Love has the pulse of teen life down-pat, shaming its many sleek and glossy American counterparts at every turn.

So campy...may be good for a few laughs.

Tries so hard to push all the pre-ordained buttons, and it's so anxious to be liked, nay, adored, that it left me sullen and uninvolved instead.

Has its clunky and wince-worthy moments, it does explore some new territory, and there are moments when it's quite fresh and moving.

An occasionally powerful, always heartfelt drama.

A wonderfully witty homage to the very king of disco movies -- "Saturday Night Fever."

Rung with numb inarticulateness.

Clear-eyed and open-hearted, The Straight Story (which is based on reality) tells a simple tale, and it does so with a rare, blessed simplicity.

It always surprises, never bores. It's also just damn good, on every possible level -- so go see it. Now.

Dreadful suspense piece that has "Mystery Science Theater" appeal written all over it.

Few movies this year have been quite so rewarding with their 11th hour epiphanies.

What we have here is a small story in an oversized setting.

Has a cute idea. Which it promptly runs into the ground.

Perhaps you have to have lived through the 1960s to relate.

This meeting of two giants of European cinema only briefly comes to life.

The film's light success really comes down to Shannon, though, the exuberant "SNL" star whose alter ego actually seems more real and sympathetic here than she does in brief TV skits.