Pearl Harbor's sound and fury signify nothing
Tim Blake Nelson's ill-conceived O reimages Othello as a basketball star
Scott's Black Hawk Down pays grim, gritty homage to real-life warriors
A tap-dancing Tony Curtis? Yet another My Fair Lady? The shows may be aging and tired, but TUTS remains Young at heart.
A tap-dancing Tony Curtis? Yet another My Fair Lady? The shows may be aging and tired, but TUTS remains Young at heart.
Down for the Count
Resurrecting the Champ gets journalism right, and that's a grind
Resurrecting the Champ gets journalism right, and that's a grind
Coast Guard epic succumbs to watery clichés
True-crime noir goes searching for Hollywood's heart of darkness
Lucky Number Slevin plays Tarantino's game, without Tarantino's results
The Hold Steady keeps it cinematic
Your guide to the season's hottest films (and the other ones, too)
What's black and white and red all over? Sin City, pal.
Hollywood Homicide tries to mock cop partner flicks, but the joke's on it
If there's a sure crowd-pleaser this summer, it's the fast-paced spectacle that is MIIB
40 Days plods through a dull and unbelievable plot
Five suburban maidens face the music in Sophia Coppola's The Virgin Suicides
Hair Balls was so excited for today's predicted snowfall that we could barely sleep last night. Fortunately, a half-bottle of cheap gas-station gin and a bunch of Benadryl cured that little problem.The cozy concoction gave us a dream populated with characters and scenes from movies where snow played ... More >>




