Flash of Genius (review)
I wish *Flash of Genius* were’t quite so staid, because it tells an important story, and one the likes of which we hear less and less of the more necessary they become
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Knowing (review)
Imagine that the nitwits who wrote those preposterous *Left Behind* apocalyptic end-times fantasies decided to try their pens at something *X-Files*-y…
I Love You, Man (review)
The male contingent of the moviegoing crowd that has been waiting for the film that tries to push and prod guys to conform to a narrow, cardboard stereotype of modern masculinity in the same way that Hollywood has been trying to mold women into materialistic Barbie dolls in recent years will delight in *I Love You, Man.*
Duplicity movie review: good clean fluff
It’s not that I don’t like fluff: it’s that I don’t like dumb fluff. And yet clever fluff is so very rare. So of course I cheer a hearty “Hoorah!” for Duplicity.
Battle in Seattle (review)
I’ve never been much impressed with Stuart Townsend as an actor, but with *Battle in Seattle,* his first film as writer-director-producer, I have enormous new respect for him as an artist and storyteller.
The Great Buck Howard (review)
Kitsch is cool in this sad, sweet, funny ode to being oneself, no matter how dorky oneself is.
Sunshine Cleaning (review)
I have such a huge girl crush on Amy Adams, it’s crazy.
Race to Witch Mountain (review)
Don’t bother with the film at all if you’re not a fan of The Rock…
Miss March (review)
If you wanted to explain to a mentally challenged hamster about the virgin/whore dichotomy, you could do worse than to show it *Miss March.*
The Last House on the Left (review)
Actually worse than all the other horror flicks of recent vintage that assume that the audience is a vicarious sexual sadist.
