If animated dogs were eligible for acting awards, the Oscar would go to Gromit.

Whether you're looking for a love story with a little gore or a horror movie with a little romance, Zombie Honeymoon will suit your taste.

And how good should we feel about this match anyway? Absolutely anyone, we learn, can win the 1913 U.S. Open. Except blacks, Jews or women.

There are far, far worse ways to spend two hours than watching Jessica Alba in a skimpy bikini - as well as other natural wonders photographed in the Bahamas - in the airheaded underwater adventure Into the Blue.

If you can't be original, why not borrow from something no one has seen, like Ben Affleck's last five movies?

A cheesily amusing prequel to the 1993 film which starred Al Pacino as a Puerto Rican drug kingpin in Spanish Harlem, in one of his most entertaining performances. This time around, Jay Hernandez delivers a serviceable impression of a much younger version of Pacino.

A remarkably assured feature debut by Bennett Miller, a longtime director of commercials (and the documentary "The Cruise") whose no-frills style trusts that the powerful material and the uniformly excellent performances need little embellishment.

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

As in Allen's films, the extensive shooting -- mostly at locations in and around Central Park -- takes place in a whitebread world where the only person of color is Rosemary's nanny.

Too strange and disjointed to attract much of an audience, but its astonishing visuals showcase a major new talent: first-time feature director and book illustrator Dave McKean.

This maudlin, fact-inspired and anti-feminist dramedy is no "Far From Heaven" or "The Hours."

Chillingly realistic but deeply repellent, The War Within is a film that should not have been made.

Okuda's debut behind the camera, Shoujyo, is a dirty old man's delight: schoolgirls galore in short skirts or, in Yoko's case, nothing at all. That may be enough for some viewers, but not for those who insist on a story that gives substance to its characters.

A well-written and -acted drama that's also unrelentingly grim.

Painfully unfunny spoof.

Rip Torn gives his best performance in years.

Absurdity has a new name: Flightplan.

For most adults, and kids raised on "South Park," the painfully earnest story won't hold much interest. And the comedy is tame.

Seriously flawed - and choppily edited in the worst Harvey Scissorhands style - but there are enough good moments to anticipate a second film from writer-director Katrina Holden Bronson, whose parents were Charles Bronson and Jill Ireland.

A satirical blast at America's gun culture. But it's so entertaining that even a die-hard NRA member might be impressed.

The rest of the cast is uniformly awful, including Carmen Electra and Kathy Griffin as a wacky medium who asks, "What do I look like? A comedian?" Not from where I'm sitting.

Eschews the heavy sexual content (and most of the clichés) of so many gay films -- it also has a lot of heart.

Solid entertainment value for the money, but those who think it's saying anything new or profound are kidding themselves.

A painfully sincere indie drama that isn't content to evoke only the misery of 9/11 -- it has to reference TWA Flight 800 for extra grief.

Adults will be more than passably entertained by this short, patriotic feature, and kids will be entranced.

Misleadingly billed as a Fallujah documentary, Occupation: Dreamland covers a six-week period when not much was happening there.

Dickens was a sentimentalist, but even his happy endings are more nuanced than Polanski's brutal anti-sentimentalism.

The director, Queens-born Adam Watstein, who also edited and co-produced, deserves credit for making a film with modest resources.