A leaden retelling of the legend of Australia's Jesse James that has understandably been sitting on the shelf for a couple of years.

Beck expressed dismay that “Pimp” was taken as a glamorization of his life, and not a warning. By omitting the experiences of the women who worked for him, the filmmakers risk the same thing.

Mostly it’s up to Lawrence to wring all the drama and pathos she can out of a battle over patent rights that pushes Joy to the brink of bankruptcy. No surprise that her mettle cleans up all the messiness in Joy.

For starters, it wasn't a great idea to basically borrow the premise of "The Blues Brothers'' and turn these quintessential Jewish characters (something that's not even hinted at) into the bumbling would-be saviors of the Catholic orphanage where they were raised.

Could have been a spiky culture clash. When it tries to shock us with its alleged realism, though, it is entirely a bore.

Mostly The Matador romanticizes a brutal tradition that has no place in the 21st century.

Darlings, there's nothing quite so tragique as a boring eccentric.

It’s a swift, vivid movie, but 10 years past the scandal, not much is new.

Dreamworks Animation's clunky and wildly unimaginative Monsters vs. Aliens really doesn't have a clue what to do with the [3-D] technique.

Picks up steam when it finally arrives in Cannes just in time to wreak yet more havoc at the big film festival, but getting there is pretty tedious. A little of the wildly mugging Atkinson goes a long way.

An often compelling, tragicomic psychological analysis of Dubya, viewed through the prism of his relationship with an allegedly disapproving father.

Comes as close as any film to explaining what the deal is with women and shopping.

What Kamikaze Girls doesn't have is a plot. As nice as the film looks, it soon grows tiresome -- though I could listen to the Johann Strauss II soundtrack forever.

The funniest movie of Smith's I've seen. It's "When Harry Did Sally."

Edward's a remarkable young gentleman when you consider the hell he's been through: It turns out he's always 17, his fate to keep repeating high school, forever and ever. If that's my only option, kindly burn me at the stake.

Its priceless clips from the disco era aside, The Secret Disco Revolution laughably fails to turn Barry White and Donna Summer into the Che Guevara and Emma Goldman of the dance floor.

Honest but also derivative and crude.

See it - if you dare.

The film is sober, honest and serious about an important subject.

Perhaps the best compliment I can pay to his work in Edge of Darkness is that I wouldn't particularly want to see this movie with grumpy Harrison Ford starring instead. Welcome back, Mel.

The potential for suspense is dropped (there's a subplot about the receptionist's flight from her violent husband, but he appears in only a couple of scenes) in favor of lots of hushed interludes in which nothing happens.

Meet Moondog — a movie character you’ll want to punch in the face.

This pointless study of a witless character is a sad waste of Law’s talents. The more zestily he delivers Dom’s profane tirades, the more you wish Shepard gave us a reason to care about this lout.

A rare dud from great Spanish director Pedro Almodóvar, I’m So Excited! is a campy, sex-obsessed spoof of airborne-disaster movies that never really gets off the ground.

The movie’s strength is, surprisingly, the narration, spoken with gentle gravity by Moni Moshonov.

A disappointingly superficial treatment of a fascinating historical incident.

The most devastating spoof of reality TV since Albert Brooks' 1978 "Real Life."

So s-l-o-w-l-y paced it seems twice as long as its two-hour running time.