This is the old beauty and the beast tale, one that Disney has already done well enough. I guess they had so much fun the first time that they just had to do it again.

History rendered with enough brains and imagination to more than make up for its few stumbles.

If anything, the film drags a bit because the tour that Jarmusch chose to film, the 1996 effort, was following a Crazy Horse album that was, for them anyway, sub-par. But the interviews with the band members and the behind-the-scenes footage - as well as the vintage material - make for an entertaining and illuminating experience.

A hip, corrosive and often hilarious entertainment, the movie strikes another blow for the American independent film.

Deadly funny.

Binoche is the ideal creature for that kind of cosmetic expansion, and, here, her thorough modernity takes on an almost cruddy, Italian sadness.

The success of Felicia's Journey lies in the work of the steady and here understated Hoskins, who gives one of his best performances, and young Cassidy, who displays a weary maturity even through her deer-in-the-headlights character.

Kaizo Hayashi's homage to noir B movies, both Japanese and American, is successful as a true labor of love.

It's a testament to what happens when all the right ingredients come together. Wag the Dog is the best political satire in years.

It's a beautiful movie. Too beautiful for its own good, really.

Ultimately affecting mix 'n' match weeper.

One of the funniest movies to come along in awhile.

The whole thing seems awfully familiar, not to say boring.

Nicolas Cage gives one of the best performances of his strange, courageous career.

Dreamy and elegantly filmed.

A movie drunk on its very existence, one that misses more frequently than it hits and couldn't care less.

The movie's primary narrative weakness is that its racism plot points seem ripped from the headlines of a "Geraldo" newsletter and stretched into a string of terribly executed car chases.

Things stay standard-issue French self-analytical from here.

It's one of the most beautifully unpleasant movies ever made - its reverse charge being that it is no fun at all.

While Birdcage has many isolated funny moments, long bits of slowness interrupt the energy.

Fans likely to rave about Living.

Now "Rod Tidwell," with Jerry Maguire as a supporting character, would be a movie to pay to see.

Too many questions are raised with no good answers.

Ultimately, though, the movie's charms are frustrated by meandering direction.

Regardless of how cheated out of a full-bodied motion picture you feel, you're still left with the year's sickest bathroom humor.

Multiplicity satisfies the need for a dumb summer comedy while remaining fairly smart.

A less confrontational, though positively gushing modernization of "Pierre, or the Ambiguities."

It's clever but not often original.