Katie Aselton has achieved the seemingly impossible. She's turned a movie about sex into a boring, talky snooze.

This entertaining and handsome-looking version of The Magnificent Seven is very much tailored to his star, right down to Washington’s real-life history as a preacher’s son.

Only sporadically amusing. (review of re-release)

Small Time has its heart in the right place, but its screenplay’s in serious need of a tuneup.

Corddry leads a game cast, but the film is rough around the edges...It would play better as a TV sketch.

Despite the lacking wrap-up, “Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes” is, like most of the “Hunger Games” films, a well-made dystopian yarn that’s better acted than it needs to be.

A couple of grand, intriguing ideas does not a movie make. Say it with me, folks: It’s the little things.

It may not have songs by ABBA, but Bran Nue Dae is roughly Australia's far less elaborate answer to "Mamma Mia!" -- a cheerful and proudly corny musical that's pretty hard to resist if you're in the right frame of mind.

Easily one of the most enjoyable big-budget Hollywood movies to come along in a while, Rock Star is an unexpected pleasure.

Dazzling fun. Jerry is master of a new domain.

An unsatisfying biopic.

Anne Coesens, wife of the film's director, Olivier Masset-Depasse, gives a strong performance as Tania.

Camp often means a lack of feeling and generalized disdain; not so in Spork, which has as much heart as "Sixteen Candles."

For those with a high tolerance for violence, Asssault on Precinct 13 is a thriller that actually thrills.

Its young director, however, has a considerable flair for surprise and visual gusto, and he even, on a shoestring, delivers sharp-looking special effects.

Only mildly diverting and way too long for a movie aimed at kids.

Subtlety is kicked to the curb in favor of volcanic drama, and nary a moment goes by without some screaming or an inspiring message.

The acting is solid, especially Whaley, whose nasty variation on Norman Bates is his showiest role since he memorably played Kevin Bacon's assistant in "Swimming With Sharks."

As blissfully simple as James Cameron’s original “Terminator” framework was, “Dark Fate” has a tendency to toss in unnecessary confusions.

Initially, this low-budget film writes a lot of checks on the First National Bank of Whimsy, but I was astonished when none of them bounced.

Minus its smirky twist ending, it’d make perfect material for New York’s new “That’s Abuse” domestic violence awareness campaign.

This unlikely micro-budgeted project is written and directed by Marianna Palka, who also plays the female lead. The guy is portrayed by her real-life boyfriend, Jason Ritter (son of the late John). Their performances are quite remarkable and their chemistry is palpable, even if Good Dick is primarily intended for more adventurous moviegoers.

Though it contains some very funny, cleverly written comic sketches, Human Traffic shares with other drug movies the problem that watching other people on drugs is not interesting.

Entertaining, if maddeningly superficial.

Nasty but compulsively watchable.

An alarmingly unfunny French comedy where the two main characters are constantly yakking on a cell phone at an airport.

Diva du jour Beyoncé Knowles may be the draw, but the real star of The Fighting Temptations is the sensational gospel soundtrack.

The Notebook is well worth the risk of diabetic shock for the sake of superb acting that transcends its teary milieu.