All articles by David Kempler

A young Orthodox Jew from Brooklyn unwittingly becomes involved in a drug ring. It’s supposed to be insightful and scary, but it’s schlock from start to finish.

Michael Douglas channels his film (and perhaps off-screen) persona as a womanizer in this downbeat look inside the inner workings of a totally self-absorbed man. It’s Douglas’ best performance in years.

Irish comedy/gangster flick misses more than it hits, but a great performance by Jim Broadbent in a supporting role ensures that at least part of the bounty gets paid.

A down-on-his-luck soccer fan, confronted with potentially dire consequences, fights the good fight with the aid of his mates and an imaginary buddy. It will leave you smiling and laughing.

There’s nothing alive – or redeeming in the slightest, for that matter – in this overacted, unpleasant film.

A real-life princess from Hawaii (pre-statehood) was an important part of both Hawaiian and American history but this princess does not deserve her tiara.

Queen Latifah singlehandedly keeps afloat an inane and manipulative story about a woman fascinated by basketball, and her friend who is fascinated by basketball players.

Nope, it’s not about the latest radioactivity-enhanced monster causing Japanese citizenry to scream and scatter. It’s a tale of the Japanese love of bugs. And it’s got good buzz.

Matt Helm meets Maxwell Smart meets James Bond in this French, sixties-style, spy parody that is occasionally funny but mostly painfully stupid.

Rodrigo Garcia’s latest homage to women is competent in every way but left me with a feeling of who cares. Women may adore it, though, so buy your movie tickets accordingly.