The film remains, clearly by design, a cold piece, mechanistic and only intermittently involving.

Evokes grand emotions -- anxiety, sadness, joy -- sometimes within moments of one another. Broken Wings has heart and a poetic soul.

Even if a certain glibness in the plotting deflates its impact somewhat at the finish, it remains an eerie, playful thriller and an all-around entertaining time at the movies.

A minimalist drama that takes its mood from Turkey's wintry terrain and the uneasy relationship between two bullheaded cousins.

So the movie's OK in spots, but it's mostly so familiar that even the young target audience may get that deja vu feeling.

Doesn't quite overcome its shameless self-promotion, but the film will satisfy the Lynyrd Skynyrd set while providing a decent explanation to those who are baffled by the sport's popularity.

Played by likable newcomer Jamie Sives, who resembles Colin Farrell without the scowl, Wilbur grows on you the same way this offbeat movie does.

Flimsy mockumentary.

Huppert shows everything to us, and it's fascinating.

After a slow start, it moves.

Funny throughout, but with a handful of really hilarious moments.

Celebrates the craft of acting both in its story and in fine performances.

Offers a lively but jumbled insider's view of a world of great talent and greater risk.

Sly and insightful fable.

If you enjoy gross humor -- elevated by an occasional witty line -- and looking at babes, and don't mind a little blood and gore, do I have a date movie for you.

Amateur in the true sense of the word -- plainly, proudly homemade.

Not surprisingly, only Samuel L. Jackson seems fully to understand that he's in a bad movie, and he makes a virtue of it, using it as an excuse to hang loose, overact and ride the scenes for wherever they might go.

Swayze's presence crosses the line from curious to bizarre and adds a heavy layer of cheese to Havana Nights.

I don't claim to have seen every entry from around the world, but it's hard to imagine five better than this deliciously offbeat comedy, as wildly inventive as anything Billy Wilder ever conceived.

The Passion of the Christ should have left audiences in a state of exaltation. Instead it just leaves audiences exhausted.

Sci-fi has rarely been so playful.

Doesn't have much to say.

By the end, everything that was initially serious about the film becomes silly and everything appealing about it turns sour.

Teen sex comedies always have more homoerotic moments than you can shake a ... whatever ... at, but Eurotrip seems overly concerned with penises and predatory men. This brand of humor, a time-honored crutch for comedy writers, is both lazy and unseemly.

The movie [Sugarman] made gives little indication that she understands teen girls, dramatic or plain. Much of Confessions seems clueless and -- even worse for moviegoers of any age -- listless.

The film pays off eventually with a lovely story of friendship between two lonely men.

But the jury is still out on Romano's future in movies. Hackman blows him off the screen.

From the standpoint of humanizing Sudan's continuing refugee problem, Lost Boys is a gem. It doesn't preach. It doesn't prettify.