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Point-of-view mayhem
Rapid cuts and a hand-held camera jumble the image — something can be discerned, but what?
Corny rehab clinic conventions
Seventeen-year-old Drew is so smart and talented, why does he screw up?
A comic mish-mash
Credit in part Christopher Walken’s evil Feng, a screwy triad boss sponsoring a death-match ping-pong tourney in South America.
Johnnie To's flourishing payoff
Sometimes you have to see a lesser movie to enjoy a better one.
No Godfather — but it warrants the comparison
Election ’s oldsters have heads filled with loyalty oaths and arcane traditions.
A beguiling and disappointing debut
Hall, who musters up so much emotion within a narrow role, deserves better, though the Aflac duck is all he’s quacked up to be.
Another soulless copy
This latest incarnation from Oliver Hirschbiegel also has a lot of anxiety to work with.
A load of poppycock
The battle scenes look ho-hum in the wake of 300 , as director Doug Lefler sticks stolidly to the old school.
An uncalled-for sequel
He appears to be on a holiday of his own — from any faintly realistic notion about his audience.
A shrill disappointment
The rich may be different from you and me, but they’re probably not much like the grotesque stereotypes in this adaptation of the glib bestseller.
Global warming made boring
Remember the “myth” of global warming?
Miraculous things with an amateur cast
Bahman Ghobadi’s new feature returns to the severe locale of many of his acclaimed earlier movies.
Gritty enough
The maudlin turns near the final bell mute Champ’s resonance.
Chris Gorak's got a point
Sometimes the government response to terrorism is worse than the terrorism itself.
A descent into caricatures
The violence, when it comes, is shot in slow, luxuriant detail that feels almost pornographic.
Julie Delpy’s infernal, funny 2 Days in Paris
There’s nothing like love in Paris — in French movies, at least, it’s the city where romance goes to die.
Champ versus chump in The King of Kong
Florida lawyer/video game scapegoater Jack Thompson has it all wrong.
An unexpectedly complex documentary
The true artist, so goes the myth, labors in bohemian obscurity in search of truth and beauty.
The self-appointed co-star needs to be cut
Jimmy Mirikitani is a homeless Japanese-American artist living on the streets of New York’s Lower West Side.
A lively boneyard romp
But gags involving excrement and gay dwarfs from the deceased’s past don’t do justice to the cinematic funeral tradition.
An authentic script on teen angst
Blitz knows his adolescent cruelty and his adult misbehavior, and he details them with barbed wit and compassion.
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