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rocks standup magic wanes hopkins squarely fills the screen action mechanical

the tuxedo should have been the vehicle for chan that the mask was for jim carrey alas its the man that makes the clothes

for casual moviegoers who stumble into rules expecting a slice of american pie hijinks starring the kid from dawsons creek theyll probably run out screaming

the biggest problem i have other than the very sluggish pace is we never really see her esther blossom as an actress even though her talent is supposed to be growing

what puzzles me is the lack of emphasis on music in britney spears first movie

plot characters drama emotions ideas all are irrelevant to the experience of seeing the scorpion king

city by the sea is a gritty police thriller with all the dysfunctional family dynamics one could wish for but how it washed out despite all of that is the projects prime mystery

whatever the movies sentimental hypocritical lessons about sexism its true colors come out in various wet tshirt and shower scenes

as a hybrid teen thriller and murder mystery murder by numbers fits the profile too closely

there aint a lot more painful than an unfunny movie that thinks its hilarious

i enjoyed the movie in a superficial way while never sure what its purpose was

what a pity that the material is so secondrate

doesnt deliver a great story nor is the action as gripping as in past seagal films

the kind of film that leaves you scratching your head in amazement over the fact that so many talented people could participate in such an illadvised and poorly executed idea

nicks refuses to let slackers be seen as just another teen movie which means he can be forgiven for frequently pandering to fans of the grossout comedy

nothing about the film with the possible exception of elizabeth hurleys breasts is authentic

amid the clich and foreshadowing cage manages a degree of casual realism that is routinely dynamited by blethyn

mostly shafer and cowriter gregory hinton lack a strongminded viewpoint or a sense of humor

no cliche escapes the perfervid treatment of gang warfare called ces wild

eddie murphy and owen wilson have a cute partnership in i spy but the movie around them is so often nearly nothing that their charm doesnt do a load of good

strictly a guys film in the worst sense of the expression

theres some good material in their story about a retail clerk wanting more out of life but the movie too often spins its wheels with familiar situations and repetitive scenes

its a lot to ask people to sit still for two hours and change watching such a character especially when rendered in as flat and impassive a manner as phoenixs

theres something fishy about a seasonal holiday kids movie that derives its moment of most convincing emotional gravity from a scene where santa gives gifts to grownups

were left with a story that tries to grab us only to keep letting go at all the wrong moments

like many such biographical melodramas it suffers from the awkwardness that results from adhering to the messiness of true stories

there is nothing redeeming about this movie

the film has its moments but they are few and far between

a dreary indulgence

i was trying to decide what annoyed me most about god is great im not and then i realized that i just didnt care

derailed by bad writing and possibly also by some of that extensive postproduction reworking to aim the film at young males in the throes of their first full flush of testosterone

deserves high marks for political courage but barely gets by on its artistic merits

brosnans finest nonbondish performance yet fails to overcome the films manipulative sentimentality and annoying stereotypes

a film that will be best appreciated by those willing to endure its extremely languorous rhythms waiting for happiness is ultimately thoughtful without having much dramatic impact

to me it sounds like a cruel deception carried out by men of marginal intelligence with reactionary ideas about women and a total lack of empathy

tsai may be ploughing the same furrow once too often

flashy gadgets and whirling fight sequences may look cool but they cant distract from the flawed support structure holding equilibrium up

zigzag might have been richer and more observant if it were less densely plotted

a crushing disappointment

how can such a cold movie claim to express warmth and longing in truth it has all the heart of a porno flick but none of the sheer lust

nicks and steinberg match their own creations for pure venality thats giving it the old college try

episode ii attack of the clones is a technological exercise that lacks juice and delight

the problem with all of this its not really funny

denis barebones narrative more closely resembles an outline for a 70s exploitation picture than the finished product

wanders all over the map thematically and stylistically and borrows heavily from lynch jeunet and von trier while failing to find a spark of its own

viewing this underdramatized but overstated film is like watching a transcript of a therapy session brought to humdrum life by some freudian puppet

overall tomfoolery like this is a matter of taste

the mantra behind the project seems to have been its just a kids flick translation we dont need to try very hard

in all the annals of the movies few films have been this odd inexplicable and unpleasant

it takes a really long slow and dreary time to dope out what tuck everlasting is about so here it is its about a family of sour immortals

the authors devotees will probably find it fascinating others may find it baffling

writerdirector walter hill and cowriter david giler try to create characters out of the obvious cliches but wind up using them as punching bags

theres a scientific law to be discerned here that producers would be well to heed mediocre movies start to drag as soon as the action speeds up when the explosions start they fall to pieces

a cockeyed shot all the way

lush and beautifully photographed somebody suggested the stills might make a nice coffee table book but ultimately youll leave the theater wondering why these people mattered

unfortunately one hour photo lives down to its title thanks largely to williams all the interesting developments are processed in 60 minutes the rest is just an overexposed waste of film

cold sterile and lacking any color or warmth

the film is undone by anachronistic quick edits and occasional jarring glimpses of a modern theater audience watching the events unfold

seems like someone going through the motions

for a film about explosions and death and spies ballistic ecks vs sever seems as safe as a childrens film well in some of those the mother deer even dies

wallace gets a bit heavy handed with his message at times and has a visual flair that waxes poetic far too much for our taste

impostor doesnt do much with its template despite a remarkably strong cast

wraps itself in the guise of a dark and quirky comedy but it isnt as quirky as it thinks it is and its comedy is generally meanspirited

choppy overlong documentary about the lifestyle

one sloughs ones way through the mire of this alleged psychological thriller in search of purpose or even a plot

a film which presses familiar herzog tropes into the service of a limpid and conventional historical fiction when really what we demand of the director is to be mesmerised

its a fanboy what if brought to life on the big screen

the story itself is actually quite vapid

its a hellish numbing experience to watch and it doesnt offer any insights that havent been thoroughly debated in the media already back in the dahmer heyday of the mid90s

wait for pay per view or rental but dont dismiss barbershop out of hand

a few zingers aside the writing is indifferent and jordan bradys direction is prosaic

each scene drags underscoring the obvious and sentiment is slathered on top

wouldve been nice if the screenwriters had trusted audiences to understand a complex story and left off the films predictable denouement then nadias birthday might not have been such a bad day after all

one of those staggeringly wellproduced joylessly extravagant pictures that keep whooshing you from one visual marvel to the next hastily emptily

nair just doesnt have the necessary selfcontrol to guide a loose poorly structured film through the pitfalls of incoherence and redundancy

enthusiastically taking up the current teen movie concern with bodily functions walt beckers film pushes all the demographically appropriate comic buttons

its the funniest american comedy since graffiti bridge

that neither protagonist has a distinguishable condition hardly matters because both are just actory concoctions defined by childlike dimness and a handful of quirks

what starts off as a possible argentine american beauty reeks like a room stacked with pungent flowers

the projects filmmakers forgot to include anything even halfway scary as they poorly rejigger fatal attraction into a high school setting

in oldfashioned screenwriting parlance ms shreves novel proved too difficult a text to lick despite the efforts of a firstrate cast

solondz may well be the only one laughing at his own joke

stitch is a bad mannered ugly and destructive little no cute factor here not that i mind ugly the problem is he has no character loveable or otherwise

deep down i realized the harsh reality of my situation i would leave the theater with a lower i q than when i had entered

a really funny fifteenminute short stretched beyond its limits to fill an almost featurelength film

aside from the fact that the film idiotically uses the website feardotcom com or the improperly hammy performance from poor stephen rea the film gets added disdain for the fact that it is nearly impossible to look at or understand

it is bad but certainly not without merit as entertainment

for its 100 minutes running time youll wait in vain for a movie to happen

a work that lacks both a purpose and a strong pulse

a faster paced family flick upper teens may get cynical smaller numbered kidlets will enjoy

while this film has an a list cast and some strong supporting players the tale like its central figure vivi is just a little bit hard to love

its a roadtrip drama with too many wrong turns

most fish stories are a little peculiar but this is one that should be thrown back in the river

its all gratuitous before long as if schwentke were fulfilling a grossout quota for an anticipated audience demographic instead of shaping the material to fit the story

i blame all men for war the wardens daughter tells her father the movie is about as deep as that sentiment

its fitfully funny but never really takes off

ive seen some bad singerturned actors but lil bow wow takes the cake

by halfway through this picture i was beginning to hate it and of course feeling guilty for it then miracle of miracles the movie does a flipflop

for all the complications its all surprisingly predictable

its been 20 years since 48 hrs made eddie murphy a movie star and the man hasnt aged a day but his showboating wisecracker stock persona sure is getting old