When the story does wrap up, it's all too little, too late, and far too long. Which given everything stuffed into it, just leaves the super-sized Triple 9 triply disappointing.

Kiefer and Donald Sutherland share emotionally taut scenes set in lush, mountainous country. They both look great and act well.

In the end, you get a Sunday morning sermon when what you really want is a Saturday midnight screening.

A movie that really mined that story would be worth the gold. This one barely doesn’t even capture the bronze.

No, watching Rolling Papers won’t give you the munchies — but you will be hungry for a better documentary.

Early on, it seems that The Witch is tapping a higher metaphor for coming of age...or religious intolerance...or man's uneasy balance with nature...or something. It doesn't take long into the film's hour and a half running time, however, to break that spell.

Gideon’s Army does what the best documentaries have always done: It makes us think about something we’d rather not.

This smart, raunchy comedy is a movie aimed at women. Full of frank, just-us-girls talk about men and wicked gags about drunken sex and intimate "landscaping," it's probably a poor choice for date night. But it's a great pick for girl's night out.

Did you like “Zoolander”? Good, then you’ll like Zoolander 2.

It's buckshot humor that is funny when it lands; cringe-worthy when it doesn't.

This isn't a movie, it's a rapsheet, a series of assaults committed against its cast and its viewers.

So what's the problem? A hundred small annoyances, including storylines that peter out into inexplicable dead ends, others...that drone on too long, a dozen too many reaction shots from Hannah's dogs, important characters whose motivations are unclear, and a lack of romantic chemistry between Hannah (Rebecca Hall) and Andrew (Jason Sudeikis).

There's noise and movement, an all-out war, and the usual happy ending, but no real blood, no real life. And not much fun.

Star-studded and stylish, this addition to the brothers’ acclaimed canon is a looker with laughs and, alas, dull stretches. It’s fun and entertaining — no more, no less, no exclamation point.

Despite some great effects, and one good performance, it never quite gets underway.

Once upon a time, Black's charisma might have been enough to carry the movie.

This movie has almost nothing redeeming. And it’s flat out gross.

Sure, Bay indulges some signature cinematic fetishes. But he shows restraint with the slowed-down, sexed-up shots. War is gritty here, not glamorous. Result: characters, stakes and emotions feel authentic — all the more so thanks to terrific actors including James Badge Dale and Pablo Schreiber as actual ex-military men and family men who battled terrorists.

Moonwalkers is supposedly a comedy. So its clever conspiracy quickly goes disastrously wrong.

Director de Aranoa keeps things moving, though, with a firm sense of pace and a rough, punk-edged soundtrack.

Old silver-fox Gere looks great. He’s almost embarrassingly charming — which is the point — but there’s not much else here.

Pretty as Bratt and Munn are, they're not distracting enough to cover up for the screaming Hart and grating Jeong, who seem to be in a race to see who can play a more annoying character. In the end, it's a tie — they both win.

Anesthesia is sincere but numbing.

The film’s thoughtful script and astounding craft portray a tragic inner psychological battle.

Joy is joyless.

The world needs great Will Ferrell comedies. Unfortunately, this isn't one of them.

Yes, this important film will deepen a debate about the game's safety. And, yes, it makes the National Football League look like a tobacco company run by the Nixon administration. But immigration is the ultimate political football right now — and when I left the theater, it was with a renewed sense of what one dignified man can achieve when given a chance in a great nation.

That grim realism sometimes makes The Revenant about as appetizing as a three-course meal of turkey jerky — but also serious enough to remind you of classics like "Jeremiah Johnson" and "Little Big Man." It's a gruesome adventure story that rarely lets up.