Just not enough for me.

A dud.

A fabulous movie if you are a woman over 40 who likes to use the word "empowered" a lot.

It seems as if it was made by people who have never actually watched an episode of Star Trek. So all the old poke-fun-at-Trekkies cliches are here.

All it really propagates is overly dramatic scenes plagiarized from last month's high school date rape seminar.

This testosterone-fest even features a battle inside a strip bar replete with topless women. Talk about your guilty pleasures.

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.

Loser sucks.

Reddin's script lacks the sophistication that might make the film's message about guns more than a 90-minute public service announcement with a good cast.

Would have been better suited as a television movie of the week.

Ah, young love. It can be quaint and heartwarming, but is largely inconsistent and painful -- kind of like this movie.

If a good laugh is needed on the next trip to the theater, please avoid this quack.

Lacks just about everything on every level.

A miserable failure.

Even more frightening are the miserable performances elicited from A-list talent, particularly Tim Robbins and Gary Sinise, both Oscar-nominated actors who perform with all the heartfelt conviction of Hawaiian-shirt-clad teenagers in a high school rendition of "South Pacific."

A mangy dog of a movie that should have been re-scripted by a better writer and directed by a better filmmaker.

Mind-achingly mediocre in every regard.

The saddest part about 28 Days is it's more fun when it's drunk.

"Speed" with a thermometer, only a whole lot worse.

Why do I keep having to see such awful movies?

Miss Piper single-handedly destroys what could have been a competent little movie about chicks being naughty and getting ahead.

This is as close to a total wipeout as can be imagined.

One-beat humor that is worsened by poor writing and editing.

A bumpy synthesis of special and visual effects done far too over the top ultimately means Viva Rock Vegas is nothing more than eye candy, and not a very tasty piece at that.

There were only two other people in the theater where I saw it, and they left within the first 10 minutes. I should have followed them out.

A frenetic, aggressively unfunny one-joke merging of "Beverly Hills Cop" and "Tootsie."

Despite some redeemable comic dialog between Banderas and Harrelson, most of the movie is TKO.

The only danger in seeing this film is in busting a gut at its unintentional hilarity.