The film, winsome and tragic at once and finely attuned to the rhythms of childhood, always seems quite close to real life.

An otherwise passable horror film that delivers more than enough cheap thrills to forgive the plot holes.

A fairly mediocre film, not nearly as funny as it should be, nor as heartfelt. On the plus side, it's only 85 minutes long and isn't boring. On the downside, it has an intrusive pop soundtrack and a screenplay full of fake conflicts.

The most shocking thing about Harry and Max isn't the subject matter. The most shocking thing is just how tepid it is.

With The Nomi Song, Horn does more than simply pay homage to a late artist. He uses his subject to revisit the euphoria of artistic and musical culture at a crossroads, and in the process brings it, briefly and poignantly, back to life again.

Sweet and deeply moving.

Works more often than it doesn't.

To the extent that this difficult but ultimately rewarding film has a message, it's that you can't run away from who you are.

Muddled.

Visually accomplished and loads of fun.

So mind-blowingly horrible that it teeters on the edge of cinematic immortality.

A thriller without thrills. It's also a thriller that cheats. The story is stretched to feature length only by having the film's incidents arranged in such a way as to reveal as little as possible.

Thoroughly entertaining.

A gentle comedy.

Thought-provoking.

Four screenwriters are credited with this sloppy piece of work. Divide the embarrassment into quarters.

Unique.

Sexy and intoxicating.

More than just a nostalgia trip.

Matches a dingy urban setting with a compelling situation and throws in an ensemble of interesting characters who become even more interesting under stress. This emphasis on character -- in a sense, the movie's underlying humanity -- is what especially links it to the 1970s.

A sensitively wrought work.

Features bursts of humor and electrifying energy offset by speechifying and a dud of a subplot.

Another inert, soul-dead action drama that turns actors into zombies...It's garbage.

Muniz, however, is hampered by Stripes' constant moping, which brings out the "Malcolm in the Middle'' star's whinier tendencies.

The film is finally a letdown.

Held back by a story and script that is often silly and confusing.

A snapshot of the festival, one that radiates good cheer and offers moments of true, godly goodness.

A rather boring horror film.