While you may like comedies and you make like thrillers, this film does neither of the above with any pizazz.

Between the tart dialogue, the compelling lead performances, the vivid violence and the stunning cinematography, it's complete and satisfying all on its own.

If dissonance is your dish, you'll find Beautiful People tempting indeed.

So drippy it really should be hung out to dry.

A rousing and agreeable movie that resurrects a small but important episode in baseball history that parallels the larger history of the nation.

A witless, listless muck-up that sends you reeling from the theater with thoughts of suicide instead of a chipper grin.

If it touches up against the syrupy at a very few moments, it's nevertheless consistently clear-eyed and convincing.

Suffers by invoking better films about similar themes.

The humor is on the level of flatulence by a chubby boy.

It's not that The Beach is a stinker, exactly. It's that nothing in it -- and that includes the gifted DiCaprio -- ever feels other than perfunctory.

Swings wildly but falls flat.

What's left is a husk with all the superficial features of a Scream movie and none of the heart, brains, guts or laughs.

It's peppy and cheesy and filled with life and humor in just the way, you imagine, that Susann might have enjoyed.

Director Stephen Elliott has acquitted himself admirably in creating this serious thriller.

Atmospheric and genial, and you've got to love the spectacle of a dog driving a car or parading around town like the unofficial mayor.

There aren't many works of art out there that so rupture your sense of the familiar. It may play slowly, but it blazes its way into your head. [14 Jul 2000]

This is some of the finest acting you will see on-screen, maybe ever. Single-handedly, Washington turns The Hurricane from so-so to must-see.

It's a handsome film with a palpable core of piety, but it isn't as successful in depicting secular events as spiritual ones.

The film is nothing much to look at and has trouble swallowing its own clichs and implausibilities.

It's a refreshing sensation, even if it makes you feel a touch seasick at first, and the fittingly eerie conclusion to a lavish and unsettling movie.

Though intermittently entertaining, it's too long and rarely insightful in new or meaningful ways.

At times an uneasy mix of cold-eyed neorealism and soft-headed sentimentality, but after its initial struggles it presents itself as a moving film, made with loving craft, a painterly eye and luscious language.

Strictly texture, a romp over the surfaces of Andy Kaufman's life with not much insight into its core.

For all the beauty it struggles to bring forth, Snow Falling on Cedars is painfully prosaic.

Fabulously acted throughout.

It's as full a movie as you can imagine -- exhausting and exhilarating and continually fascinating.

Leaves an unpleasant aftertaste: viewers will find that a musical can indeed help the medicine go down

A handsome, somewhat draggy and abrupt film that's more memorable in snippets than as a whole.