It also gives another black eye to Iranian fundamentalists. It is most unfortunate, then, that the film isn't better.

Either a ludicrously bad movie or a parody of same. Either way, it's pretty funny.

Dazzles the eye, numbs the mind and may cause deafness in some cases. Did I mention to bring along some Excedrin?

Its script isn't worth the papyrus it's inscribed on.

Shamelessly derivative, contrived and predictable, The Proposal is nonetheless a crowd-pleasing romantic comedy.

Fans of deadpan comic fantasy writers like Douglas Adams and Kurt Vonnegut are likely to be intrigued by this lively little packet of weird -- then dive like a dolphin into Keret's loopy story volumes.

Wirkola keeps the narrative taut, wasting not a frame; and he throws in funny moments.

It isn't the laugh riot of the year.

The movie is frightening not only because of the severe effects the ailment can have on the human body but also because it shows that many doctors are unable to diagnose, let alone treat, the malady.

The new "Pelham," although no classic, is a lot of fun if you're in the right mood.

The movie offers very little that food radicals don't already know.

Cutesy? My pain was acutesy as the entire plot yawned before me.

Freaked-out funky weirdness starts to happen all around him (Rockwell).

For gays who remember the nightmare, Sex Positive may be too depressing to watch. But the movie strikes a cautionary tone for a younger generation that, it says, isn't taking the HIV threat seriously.

The film works best when we see N'Dour onstage. He has a great set of pipes and is nothing if not charismatic.

The more dramatic revelations and tragic inevitabilities that turn up, the harder it is not to laugh. Give credit to its maker for directing with an earnestness suggesting a pretentious 22-year-old. Having passed through the phases of Interesting Apprentice, Mad Genius, Chastened Bankrupt and Shameless Wage Slave, Coppola at 70 may be the world's oldest student filmmaker.

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.

Just to give you a taste of the movie's sophisticated idea of wit, it also makes fun of gay men.

The strange thing about the movie is its idea that such couples are rare flowers. But you can scarcely take a step in Seattle or San Francisco or Los Feliz without meeting them in hordes.

Will Ferrell's terminally stupid, sloppy, campy and cheesy -- and thoroughly unexciting and unfunny -- experiment in "family entertainment."

The result is surprisingly engrossing -- even lively, due in part to brief musical numbers inserted amid the interviews.

An icky S&M thriller.

A twist ending does nothing to make the previous 85 minutes interesting.

I hope they have shrinks in remote Nepal, because this kid is going to need one. P.S.: The scenery is awesome.

An exquisite work of cinematic art that also happens to be the funniest, most touching, most exciting and most entertaining movie released so far this year.

Drag Me to Hell is pure cheese. Goat cheese.

Takita could easily trim 30 minutes of flab and oceans of tears from Departures. It still wouldn't merit an Oscar, but it would be a lot more watchable.

The premise has potential, but there's no follow- through. And there's no actual zombie mayhem; we learn everything secondhand -- from phone calls to the station.