reviews by year

And oh, Jonathan Kasdan thinks he’s cute, too, in more ways than one. All the women in his imaginary mythical “land of women” — I keep expecting, I dunno, girl-leprechauns in pink dresses or something — are madly in love with him, of course.

I was prepared for awful. I wasn’t prepared for what ‘Pathfinder’ actually is: a compelling example of purely cinematic storytelling that eschews almost all dialogue and lets moody colors and visceral action tell a tale that is mythic and metaphoric.

Word up! Book ’em! Or something.

Ugly and beautiful at the same time, this is a tough film to take, but rewards the effort put into it.

The theme of racial confusion that attempts to underlie this would-be noirish murder mystery becomes just one more unintentionally hilarious aspect…

There isn’t “getting.” You don’t “get” *Aqua Teen Hunger Force.* You either accept its insanity, or it makes your head explode. It’s, you know, a *faith* thing. There’s nothing aqua about it, it’s questionable whether any of the characters are teens, and the idea of a “hunger force” comes into it only if you’re willing to consider consuming the fast-food heroes.

Two deliberately cheesy movies offered with a wink and a nudge and a whopping dollop of love and nostalgia.

Forget a plague of boils — how about a plague of boredom followed by a plague of oh-my-god-is-it-really-this-bad-for-women-in-Hollywood?

A perfectly excruciating mix of stupidity and sentimentality…