Many Season One stories flounder through familiar-feeling alien-encounter and spatial-phenomena plots, but just as many episodes stand out for their creative energy. 

Many Season One stories flounder through familiar-feeling alien-encounter and spatial-phenomena plots, but just as many episodes stand out for their creative energy. 

If Moland is a bit more interested in romantic melodrama than anthropology, the plight of the refugee still makes the intended emotional impact. 

A bargain for lovers of splashy, outre entertainment. 

A rather exceptionally counter-cultural "teen movie"...raises authentic youth concerns and answers them with convincing integrity. 

Light lessons about pain, endurance, and commitment...Likeable to a point, but in the end, Saint Ralph winds up incredible, manipulative, and strictly for the choir. 

Profanity does not a creatively satisfying comedy make....slim characterization and an overfamiliar premise...[relegate] Bears to lazy, hazy, summer-daze mediocrity. 

Rapturous cinema of the senses...proves once again that nobody does swoony romantic longing, and heartache, like Wong Kar-Wai. 

Lemmon turns in showy, theatrical work that's appropriate to the not-terribly subtle film around him, but the whole enterprise is one that's best avoided... 

Araki embraces the mysteries of human sexuality with a refreshing lack of hysteria and a brace of empathy. 

Diverting and well-acted...There are eight million stories in the naked city, and Heights is five of them. 

Like the rest of Johnston's oeuvre, Jumanji puts vivid characters through paces that will quicken any child's pulse. 

Though Agrelo blunts the competitive drama by visually excluding the opposition, the kids' talent and infectious spirit carries the day for Mad Hot Ballroom. 

Exemplifies the rich, acquired taste of the Roeg film. 

Makes an epic impact, fully exploiting cinema to chase the intensity of a live musical while also allowing time for intimate expression of character. 

Far from perfect, but what it lacks in finesse, it makes up in shaggy-dog charm....the fun is in the journey. 

Few filmmakers could be consciously redolent of Moliere, Dylan Thomas, and James Joyce and pull it off, but apparently writer-director Sally Potter is first in that class. 

Tinkers around with an intriguing premise but with little creative facility for dialogue or structure...[splits] the difference between fans and neophytes, impressing neither. 

Columbia Pictures' Batman is just about as good as the next serial, which spells plenty of two-fisted fun. 

Something that's increasingly rare: a stringently subtextual drama....when they finally arrive, the epiphanies are small ones. 

Defiantly slow-paced, Schultze gets the blues embraces a neglected subject: the wanderlust of the retiree. 

Though rudimentary by ordinary film standards...diverting entertainment for innocent youngsters. 

As Hollywood actioners go these days, this one's quite tolerable in its guilty-pleasure way. Feel free to saddle up. 

Humanizes the conflict of peace versus the arguable necessity of violence. 

Inspiration is inherent in Brown's story, but Sheridan, co-screenwriter Shane Connaughton, and Lewis refuse to sanctify him. 

Though Roberto Rossellini's Francesco, giullare di Dio...tells stories of a Roman Catholic saint, it should not be branded merely as a religious film. 

Kim Ki-duk's happily unhinged drama comfortably occupies the middle ground between his baroque thriller The Isle and his meditative Spring, Summer.... 

Bottom line: with Murray on fire and enough clever dialogue to rival its predecessor, Ghostbusters II is good enough to put post-milennial comedy to shame. 

Weaves the politics of borders into the comedy of human frailty...seasoned with the everyday absurdities of artificial social boundaries. 

A wasted opportunity to tell in filmic terms two important histories: the crimes of apartheid and the love with which they were answered. 

The ne plus ultra of comic-book films...an appropriately tough movie, busy but efficient, rich and thoughtful, and ornamented with visual appeal and exciting action. 

Radford takes a stylish but decidedly low-key tack, demanding naturalist acting to crawl under the viewer's skin. 

The director's Fincher-esque style may finally beat out intellectual substance, but it's a fair fight, grounded in the existential horror of essential emotional truths. 

In a few hours, the man's career will be over. As he packs up his office, he looks over the photos again—photos of a young, energetic man broadly grinning. The man is a police detective being... 

Adheres to the popular tastes of its time; since this is an era of color-corrected, 5.1-surround-sound, pseudo-spiritual action epics, Gibson zealously tells his tale in action-movie language. 

Ealing Studios represented, for many years, the gold standard in British comedy film production. Films like The Lavender Hill Mob, Kind Hearts and Coronets, and The Ladykillers bolstered Alec Guinnes... 

With Nathanael West's 1939 novel as his vehicle, director John Schlesinger used what was left of the studio system to savage Hollywood in his seventies opus The Day of the Locust. Ironically, Schlesi... 

In the early 1930s, Groucho and Chico Marx performed an NBC radio show called Flywheel, Shyster, and Flywheel, and fragments of those scripts found their way into a number of the Marx Brothers' subse... 

Night and Day, a Technicolor curiosity "based on the career of Cole Porter," bares scant resemblance to the life of Cole Porter. If not for flashes of flair from an uncomfortable-looking Cary Grant a... 

The perfect sort of movie to pay attention to in the back of a minivan. 

In the greater Marx Brothers canon, A Night in Casablanca is a relatively minor effort, but after a slow, expository start, the film slowly, steadily makes a case for itself as a fine comic adventure... 