A classic Sundance résumé movie -- texturally interesting, bubbling with ideas, and as structurally predictable as a cardboard box.

There's lots of sweet music to savor in this snide industry satire.

Zahn's dazed and confused, droopy-mustached dude steals every scene he's in...a movie that will make you smile and put a lump in your throat.

One of those special movies whose freshness and vitality are so bounteously infectious, your humble reviewer wishes everyone had the pleasure of discovering it brand-new and undescribed.

Plays like mediocre outtakes from better bell-bottomed fare (Richard Linklater's authentic, seriocomic "Dazed and Confused"; Fox's "That '70s Show") without making any kind of impression of its own.

After an uproarious first half, Saving Grace arrives at its conclusion somewhat hastily and conveniently.

Moviegoers of any (or no) religious persuasion can share in the simple satisfaction of his tense, well-spun murder mystery.

A satisfying, sentimental trip.

The real revelation, however, is Keanu Reeves. His character is something of a caricature — a violent, white-trash wife-beater — but Reeves' portrayal is joltingly authentic.

The frequent song interludes will distract the kids (but send the adults into comas), and the anti-Disney satire rages as never before.

American History X is a crash course on how to make a message movie that resonates with crackling power.

Despite the film's impressively epic look and an interesting cast of young and old actors, it ringingly sounds the same dour note over and over again.

The execution is crisp and the fundamentals are solid. Like its protagonist, Finding Forrester got game.

Just keeps grinding along, pushing its way through a barrage of boom-boom and a sea of tight-lipped clichés.

A meticulously mounted film that retains the author's ambiguous characterizations yet is still emotionally accessible.

Despite impeccable performances, this is bloodless, ho-hum stuff.

Even if the antic futility of attempting to get an entire shtetl to pull together in the face of genocide is your idea of a day at the races, don't laugh too hard -- the out-of-nowhere ending will make you choke on every chuckle.

Seems truncated, incomplete -- mostly because the patented Shyamalan twist is revealed in the dénouement, not the climax.

Juggles a few too many subplots, cramming in more issues than your average nightly newscast. But more often than not, this is a film to savor.

Basically one elaborate joke about male modeling and all the vanity, emasculation, and fatuousness that attend it. Fortunately, it's a good joke.

A teenage movie that trusts its audience -- it sounds crazy, but it's actually quite beautiful.

A hilarious and utterly faboo documentary...you'll be begging for more.

A bright, lively picture.

Covers some bases, but it feels like the Cliffs Notes version of a grander epic.

Too much of a study in formalism to register deeply on an emotional level.

This jailhouse jam is quite a haul.

Packed with melodrama, and often it works in the passionate, easy-to-watch manner of an old-fashioned "woman's film."

It plays out like an endless series of scenes we've seen before.