Rush Hour 3 (review)
Can you understand the words that are comin’ outta my mouth? This is racist, bullying garbage.
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Angels Fall (review)
Finally, what we’ve all been waiting for: a romantic suspense movie that doesn’t muck about with any of that tedious romance. Or suspense.
Thunderpants (review)
Oh, dear. It’s an entire movie about farts.
Sabah: A Love Story (review)
It’s not quite ‘My Big Fat Syrian Forbidden Romance,’ but almost.
The Big Bad Swim (review)
Smart, wise, and effortlessly appealing, this is an uncomplicated but sneakily profound tale…
Wild Tigers I Have Known (review)
A vague, disjointed daydream passing for a film…
Daddy Day Camp (review)
An excruiciating stew of kindergarten-level toilet humor and absurd (and false) sentimentality…
The Bourne Ultimatum (review)
A masterpiece of breathless relentlessness, of spectacular yet lean-and-mean setpieces uncluttered by superfluous digressions or tangents…
Hot Rod (review)
The wisdom of that modern philosopher David St. Hubbins has never been so apropos as it is here: There really is a fine line between clever and stupid…
Becoming Jane (review)
I love *Becoming Jane* even if it is almost entirely invented, because it captures both the aching romanticism and the cold, hard practicalities of Austen’s fiction.
