Oversimplifies the concept of unrequited love, and over-romanticizes the notion of everlasting love.

What more can we ask from a romantic comedy?

Walt would be proud.

The perfect example, of how the newest visual effects movies have the capacity to overwhelm everything--from actors to plotlines--except in the end, maybe, their audiences.

It is ultimately the film's reliance on this thumping action assault that keeps it from true summer-movie greatness.

Gordon directs with a graceful precision and shorthand that makes the story seem simple, though it's anything but. Indeed, it's fascinatingly complex, juggling time periods and political, mystical, and psychological themes without ever losing touch with the core message: Love conquers all.

Sarandon and Portman have sizzling electricity that makes every funny, touching or sad moment between them seem even more fascinating than the last.

For now, there are enough big laughs and women in tight clothing to make this one of the best comedy sequels in recent memory and a worthy candidate for the smart, no-brainer comedy of the summer.

I'd wait for video unless your kid's just dying to see "Sesame Street" characters on the big screen.

Its unique message about laughing in the face of evil clearly reveals that life is beautiful.

This Andy has "Oscar" written all over it.

What is refreshing about this film is that most of the characters seem like real people.

Just not enough for me.

James Bond hasn't been this boring since Timothy Dalton carried the license to kill.

A surreal and visually dazzling smorgasbord of pageantry, high camp, tragedy, spectacle, and gore.

Not to be missed, one of the year's best, a whole lotta laughs, and 4-stars all rolled into one.

First rule of a film trilogy: Part 3 sucks. See "The Godfather 3,"" Alien 3,"" Jaws 3." Even "Return of the Jedi" was just a rehash of "Star Wars" with muppets. Add Scream 3 to that trend.

The Big Kahuna -- for its superb performances -- wants to be too much, but is about too little, working better as a series of fine monologues than as a cohesive story, the film's makers trapped somewhere between potential and reality, deal unclosed.

Focuses on everything and nothing like a grown-up Disney phenom, making it a great family movie enjoyable for everyone.

By the end, we simply have no idea what he (Lee) feels or what the film is really about. And we are too worn out to care.

Really a big fat zero. Hampton Fancher has done the unthinkable -- he's made a boring serial killer movie.

Does exactly what it should: Take the wee ones on a vicarious trip through an adventure both visually terrifying and emotionally thrilling at the same time.

Lacks just about everything on every level.

A cinematic lowpoint, even within its decidedly lowbrow genre, the teen gross-out sex romp.

If all history lessons were this stylish, elementary school would have been a better place.

I didn't want it to end. I could have easily sat there for another two-and-a-half hours to find out what happens next.

The two leads are what sell it.

Bring two boxes of tissue and a girlfriend to lean on for this blowout tearjerker.