The titular metallic flier adds some much-needed awe to the otherwise cheesy superhero series.
After the rollickingly puerile "40 Year Old Virgin", writer-director Judd Apatow set us up for another go ’round with this schlub-gets-hot-girl-pregnant comedy. Instead, he gives us a surprisingly sincere look at male-female Mars-Venusness in these 00s. It’s funny alright, but not in the way you might think.
As if they heard the prayers of my Movie-going Reaches New Loews editorial, this article from Entertainment Weekly gives hope to us frustrated filmgoers.
Sadly bland update of everyone’s favorite girl detective series never rises above its "Scooby Doo"-level plot.
Kevin Costner goes against character and strolls out on a limb as a deranged serial killer, and the whole tree crashes to the ground.
Earnest but misguided attempt to generate political allegory from the horrific Mountain Meadows Massacre of 9/11/1857 would have benefited from a more straightforward retelling.
Third time’s a charm for the Soderbergh-Clooney heist series, with this extended caper flick that never stops long enough for anything but a knowing wink.
This amusing animated "documentary" about the penguin surfing community (yep, you read that right) is more than just a "Happy Feet with surfing" rip-off.
Scattershot zombie comedy in which the domestication of the undead – in a Douglas Sirk-style 1950s – leads to some very expected complications.
For fans of 2004’s "Night Watch (Nochnoy Dozor)" – and I’m not one of them – you can expect more of the same from this overlong, stubbornly impenetrable sequel which puts anti-hero Anton in the midst of an apocalyptic fight between the forces of Light and Dark.
