A touching story of hope, vitality and art rising from the bleakest conditions.

Yes is more of a maybe. Or even a hmmm.

A cinematic experience that is dazzlingly different from anything currently in theaters, March of the Penguins captivates with its straightforward but powerful story of dogged determination, survival against harsh odds and sacrifice.

Though not much of a movie, Loaded probably will bring fleeting satisfaction to audiences who don't know Dean Jones from Spike Jones.

So imperfect that it may qualify as one of the summer's worst movies.

There are some notable oddballs in the filmmaking debut of performance artist Miranda July, whose lead performance in this Sundance winner for "originality" is the most appealing thing about it.

An intriguing, if meandering, escape from the summer blockbusters.

The early going -- say, an hour -- is spent in a fatigued daze. A few powerful jabs eventually punch things up.

Jolie and Pitt project more than just body heat. They convey a multi-faceted attraction, toss off clever repartee and dazzle audiences with their seemingly natural connection. And that's worth watching.

A pitiful update that saddles poor Cedric the Entertainer with the unenviable task of taking over Jackie Gleason's premier creation, Ralph Kramden.

But purely as an exercise in style, this movie has its moments.

There's sad news to report about The Adventures of Sharkboy and Lavagirl in 3-D: Put on the cardboard glasses, and you can still see the movie.

Clever and often enchanting.

A premier boxing movie and a forceful Depression remembrance for the socially conscious, Cinderella Man also ices it for stargazers that Russell Crowe is the dominant screen actor working today.

The skating scenes are their own reward: It's hard to think of a movie since 1950's "Sunset Boulevard" that has gotten more dramatic impact out of a pool.

Those who appreciated "Metallica: Some Kind of Monster" will probably enjoy this documentary.

A junior chick flick. But unlike many of its more mature counterparts, it is emotionally affecting, avoiding the manipulation and formulaic camaraderie that often spoil the genre.

The new version has the zip of a 96-yard punt return and all the ingredients to inspire the celebratory crushing of empty beer cans.

The thin story, which sometimes feels like a series of one-liners strung together, is wisely kept short. But the gags are funny and the characters endearing.

As easy to enjoy as picking up a spare, and we don't mean a tire around the waist.

Even for non-fans, Revenge of the Sith is engrossing, and fans of the series will likely be over the moon -- and into another galaxy -- with this film.

A contrived, unpleasant and very drawn-out affair.

A good script is the most essential ingredient for a good movie. Hiring a comedian isn't enough.

Doesn't make the movie worth watching -- even if you're monstrously bored.

Ultimately, the movie doesn't make it, but there's enough going on to make it more arf than barf.

Charming and inspiring.

There's a lot here to feed crime-fiction enthusiasts.

When the cast starts wondering where the roadkill is, someone says, "Follow the smell." Good tip: That's how you'll know where Wax is playing.