What begins as an alert and witty barbed satire degenerates into a senseless bloodbath in the black comedy Sightseers.

Magaly Solier is compelling as the teen. She has little to say, as the camera remains fixated on her expressionless face.

The actors in Compliance perform with thorough and chilling sincerity.

Dizzy with celebrity, New York society and gay life (if all that isn't the same thing), Infamous is more fun. But "Capote" is a better movie.

They should have called it “Star Trek Into Drowsiness.”

A classic social drama in the proud tradition of "Norma Rae," "Silkwood" and "Erin Brockovich."

The film is conventional in style and is likely to mean more to the sadly forgotten musician's fans than to others.

It's sort of like last year's "Blue Valentine" on Prozac -- the giddy highs and the despairing lows are muted, and a well-known side effect of that antidepressant pops up, too: Palpable lust is all but nonexistent.

Ultimately, I found the story surrounding Equity — that it is a movie about women on Wall Street, financed largely by actual women on Wall Street — more interesting than the movie itself, but it does contain its share of memorable moments.

The Hunger Games may be derivative, but it is engrossing and at times exciting. Implicitly, it argues that "The Truman Show" might have been improved by Ed Harris lobbing fireballs at Jim Carrey, and it's now clear what "American Idol" was missing all those years: a crossbow for Simon Cowell.

A relentlessly grim, rather heavy-handed drama of family dysfunction.

Longwinded, slow-starting but moving film.

A fascinating snapshot of contemporary teenagers.

Quirky and good-natured, it makes the most of an unknown but able and refreshingly international cast. And for a low-budget indie, it looks remarkably good and moves along with real snap.

The film is extremely well-acted, and Berri is very good at demonstrating why the relationship is doomed.

Needless to say, In My Skin isn't for everybody. It's recommended to viewers who, like Esther, want to feel something, no matter how distasteful.

An amusing side dish to the sober political documentaries flooding the art houses, The Yes Men effectively uses high farce to mock the status quo as a way of questioning it.

The film's true fascination is in the kitchen, as it is for the chefs themselves.

Filled with affecting moments.

A slim story that becomes schmaltzy at the end.

A pleasing alternative to the season's Oscar-baiting movies.

As one interviewee opines: "It's all about the money."

Director and co-writer Martin Pieter Zandvliet draws inspired work from Steen.

Pedro Castaneda, a nonprofessional appearing in his first film, and Veronica Loren tug at your heartstrings with their portrayals of the lead characters.

Addiction Incorporated delivers a hard kick in the butts to the tobacco industry.

You have to wonder just how true to life the melodramatic depiction of these events is, especially since the film was made in partnership with TV's "Masterpiece Theater."

Pity the crowds expecting another cute comedy like "Date Night" who wind up at Crazy, Stupid, Love. It'll be like asking for a burger and getting served escargot.

What we’ve got is a highly entertaining nautical version of “The Towering Inferno’’ (still my favorite guilty pleasure of all time).