2006 theatrical releases

Shyamalan is talented enough that you can almost forgive him for being so full of himself. Almost.

Oh, sweet, sly celebration of slackerdom… I’m so glad we met.

Oh, yes, the evil cleverness, the deep and seriously profound wit of casting Keanu Reeves, with his melancholy insolence that everyone mistakes for lethargy, with his irony so deadpan it goes all the way back around to something like calculated self-parody. Reeves, iconic for once taking a red pill (or was it a blue pill?) as a path to the truth…

Word nerds strike again.

Streep’s boss from hell is instantly one of the classic movie villains.

Routh is delightful as Clark/Superman — he looks and sounds so much like poor departed Christopher Reeve that it’s a bit eerie. But he’s his own charming self, too…

Almost Ed Wood-esque, in an “urban” kind of way…

When Sandler wants a mutha-lovin’ ripoff of ‘It’s a Wonderful Life,’ Sandler gets it.

How odd, that someone would make a documentary about Leonard Cohen with so little Leonard Cohen in it!