Jones' pursuit of Judd follows the tried-but-true plotline of winding cat-and-mouse chases that lead to big climaxes.

Better to wait for movies like Bedazzled on video and watch Fraser in the theatre when he goes back to playing with Gods and Monsters instead of the Devil.

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

There's a great movie to be made with this story.

Solidly entertaining if not remarkably innovative.

Offers, on a drop-by-drop basis, more semen than a Ron Jeremy flick.

Has neither the charm, plot nor visual splendor of its predecessors.

An uninspired, standard-issue mimeo whose only distinguishing feature is a reversal in its casting.

The two leads are what sell it.

It's dumb, but I laughed out loud a few times, chuckled a few more, and would gladly sit through it again before watching any film with Demi Moore.

Redeems itself with a bold and grungy action-adventure flavor.

A teen screamer with enough implants for the boys and enough bitchiness for the girls.

A hyped-down, no frills VH1 "Behind the Music" story...that is no doubt closer to reality than the fodder in the pages of "Rolling Stone."

A snail-paced story in all of its glorious ... slowness.

Perfectly effective when judged on its own merits, but is that really enough anymore?

(L.L.. Cool J's) gritty drug lord is decent.

Belongs somewhere in the low middle of Altman's output -- not up to "Cookie's Fortune," but way better than, say, "Beyond Therapy," which remains his worst film by some margin.

All that suspense falls dead at its climax, which proves to be a bore. The absence of a surprise ending and the lackluster spooks make this one worth skipping. I'm going back to see "The Sixth Sense."

A must-see movie, simply for its awe-inspiring production values, but you'll feel nothing but punished by Tarsem's ghoulish parade of images.

It more or less makes sense and it's not dull -- more than can be said for many similar attempts.

But there's so much more of the very, very British Topsy-Turvy that just seems so stuffy and inert.

More of a moody performance piece than a film.

Ryan gives her standard, likeable performance.

A wildly silly goose chase.

For me, the Farrelly Brothers never rise beyond the late-night tittering of kids at summer camp.

It's a comedic caper with a slap-your-head-in-kookiness that ends up making Allen, at this age, seem like an old man desperately still trying to ham it up at the dinner table.

Willis and Pfeiffer do manage to keep you awake, but you're essentially watching your own marriage up there. And you don't need to pay a sitter to do that.

This may be what life was like for Levinson back in the day, but it makes a boring movie for the rest of us.