Nancy Drew (review)

It works wonderfully well to make this movie Nancy a bit of a retro throwback. This is how you make a girl stand out today: you make her polite, enthusiastic, bookish, sweet, and wholesome.

Surf’s Up (review)

When I saw how this sweet but slight CGI comedy was shaping up — it’s penguins! and they’re making documentaries about their brethren who surf! — I though, Well, it’s *Endless Shiver,* isn’t it?

Ocean’s Thirteen (review)

Just so you know — because this is important when you’re talking to fans of George Clooney’s charming thief Danny Ocean — it’s an hour and 15 minutes into *Ocean’s Thirteen* before he appears in a tux.

Day Watch (Dnevnoy dozor) (review)

At an hour and 10 minutes into ‘Day Watch (Dnevnoy dozor),’ I was itching with boredom. Unfortunately, with the film’s excruciating running time of two hours and 20 minutes, my ordeal had reached only the halfway point.

Mr. Brooks (review)

Serial killers are people too, with hopes and dreams and loving spouses and kids who drive them crazy. That’s the repulsive theme of this revolting film.

Knocked Up (review)

The problem is not that *Knocked Up* is “liberal” because it’s about casual sex and having a baby out of wedlock. The problem is that it is horribly conservative about embracing and enjoying an adult version of sexuality that has moved beyond dorm-room-esque groping.

Jindabyne (review)

With its cold brilliance and delicate aloofness, this is a movie you can hold aloft to recognize and examine its many intellectual facets in hard light, but it will never make you feel anything.