Hanks and Zengel, a 12-year-old German actress, form a believable, loving bond.

Glawogger doesn't make any moral judgments, but you can't help but feel sorry for the "girls'' and their johns.

Gentle, simply told love stories are as rare in documentaries these days as they are in narrative film. That alone makes Yi Seung-jun's Planet of Snail a standout.

Raunchy frat comedies are as hard to pull off as any other kind because they have to keep surprising the audience, and The Hangover does with a bizarre series of uproarious situations with explanations that just about stay within the bounds of plausibility.

The Club offers plenty of stifling, agonized atmosphere, but it’s all penitence and no redemption.

Chabrol, who is often called the French Hitchcock because of his intricate thrillers, is approaching the big 8-0, yet he continues to do quality work, as shown by A Girl Cut in Two.

Some of the film's flourishes are ill-judged.

It’s a feel-good film with a somewhat curdled legacy: You could clip just about any piece of sexist dialogue here, label it 2017 and pass it off as plausible.

The film also wastes the coiled intensity of Jeremy Renner, as the newest member of the IMF team with a none-too-compelling past. Bird does keep audiences guessing whether Renner is the only leading actor in Hollywood who's even shorter than Cruise.

Has its sluggish stretches, but the superb level of acting is more than ample compensation.

Campbell is a sweet presence and a capable dancer, featured in a theatrical pas de deux on an open-air stage during a wild thunderstorm that is one of the film's visual highlights.

Contains large helpings of Hollywood schmaltz, stereotype and clich‚, but it's also pretty impossible to resist.

This is a smart, vivid, thrillingly real gangster picture that nevertheless resembles many others.

Moving at a leisurely pace, Cavalacade is primarily of historical interest for everyone except Coward completists and hard-core Anglophiles.

It may be impossible to make an uninteresting documentary about Hunter S. Thompson, but is it unfair to ask Gonzo for more Hunter and less Jimmy Carter?

One of the season's most delightful surprises.

This is powerful filmmaking for discerning viewers.

What’s best and most consistent about “2” is how flippin’ funny it is.

Bowfinger's terrific set-pieces... more than make up for the odd weak moment or thin performance.

This lavish coffee-table-book of a movie gradually reveals itself as an uninvolving, crashing bore.

A calculating crowd-pleaser aimed squarely at the under-25 crowd, who can feel free to add a star or two to my rating.

A Royal Affair is basically a good-looking set of historical Cliffs Notes. There, is however, one excellent reason to see it: Folsgaard, who by the end has made his betrayed and bereft Christian into a figure of genuine tragedy.

Bhalla’s advocacy gets its force above all from the oddly similar personalities of the two main subjects — Wallace and Sumell — zealous reformers possessed of astonishing optimism, even as Bhalla closes by noting that there are 80,000 prisoners in solitary in the US.

In his fourth outing with the director, cinematographer Andreas Sinanos produces stunning scene after stunning scene, almost as if each frame were a small painting.

Mirikitani is a colorful character and talented artist, and his story tugs at the heart. Problem is, Hattendorf insists on inserting herself in what seems like every other scene, a device that dilutes Jimmy's story.

Combines a wise script with funky performances, especially by Aselton, who could give Jennifer Aniston a run for her money.

Unashamedly vulgar and exuberantly politically incorrect.

This is a beautifully acted chamber piece --especially by the magnificent Blake, who is married to Norris in real life.