Fired Up! (review)
I’ve always suspected that teen-boy fantasies like the execrable *Fired Up!* had to be based on the adolescent wet dreams of 40something Hollywood nerds…
comedy
The Beiderbecke Affair (review)
Obviously, I haven’t yet succumbed to a foolish bias that predisposes me to lap up *anything* just because it sports a British accent.
New in Town (review)
As generic as its title while also yawningly idiotic in its own unique way…
An American Carol (review)
I was dreading *An American Carol* so much that the DVD just sat there on my desk, staring me in the face for weeks. Taunting me, almost — daring me to finally pop it into the player. Which, as there came a moment when I could no longer put it off, I did.
Hotel for Dogs (review)
I do confess I was afeared of the potential for a funny-hat montage: it’s the kind of thing you expect from kids’ movie that features just about every kind of cute, ugly, cute-ugly, and funny-looking dog imaginable. But there was none of that here. There was, I concede, a bit with dogs on treadmills, but … more…
Paul Blart: Mall Cop (review)
Oh my goodness, it’s a ripoff of *Die Hard.*
Bride Wars (review)
Guys, if you decide to let yourself get dragged along to *Bride Wars* because you think it means you’re gonna get lucky with the chick as a thank-you, and she likes this movie… run like hell from her. She’s poison, and she’ll make your life a misery.
Bedtime Stories (review)
Cheap and lazy and obvious…
Yes Man (review)
Yes! We can take everything that is intriguingly dark and almost sinister about crying-on-the-inside clown Jim Carrey and make it light! and upbeat! and unambiguous!
Four Christmases (review)
Brad and Kate are perfectly, deliriously happy with their unmarried, child-free existence, so naturally this cannot be allowed to stand.
