The Goods: Live Hard, Sell Hard (review)
It’s possible that this appallingly awful excuse for a raunchy comedy is meant to be satirical, but I suspect it’s merely shockingly incompetent, even grading on the raunchy-comedy curve.
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G-Force (review)
If there was a very small child whom I wanted to introduce to the magic of movies, I could do a lot worse than this harmless but rather cute action fantasy…
Aliens in the Attic (review)
So, this Ashley Tisdale person is famous for something, is she?
I Love You, Beth Cooper (review)
Though he’s never so much as spoken to the poor girl before, nerd announces during his high-school valedictorian speech that he ‘loves’ the ‘hottest’ girl in school. In the real world, this would be called an act of passive-aggressive behavior by an antisocial creep…
Ice Age: Dawn of the Dinosaurs (review)
This is how far cartoons have descended in the last decade and a half: *The Lion King* was Shakespearean. *Ice Age* is *Everybody Loves Raymond*ean.
Year One (review)
Thanks so much, everyone involved in *Year One,* for setting back the noble causes of blasphemy, rational thinking, and humanism about a century.
Imagine That (review)
Whom did the filmmakers think their audience would be? Did they actually have a particular audience in mind?
My Life in Ruins (aka Driving Aphrodite) (review)
A steaming pile of stereotypes and sitcomery, a pathetic excuse for a comedy, a romance, and a movie.
Land of the Lost (review)
A cynical attempt to mine some cash from one of the few remnants of Generation X’s collective childhood that has yet to be picked over for the sake of nostalgia and some ready cash.
The Hangover (review)
*The Hangover* thinks it’s edgy and envelope-pushing, but there’s nothing terribly risque or dangerous about it…
