Mini-Review: Michael Bay is a terrible human being who hates you.
Mini-Review: Fairly disappointing hagiography of a contradiction of a young man, the brave, brash, and unprepared Chris McCandless. Beautiful nature photography obscures the fact that this turned the book's wily, unpredictable protagonist into some profound hippie bastard.
Mini-Review: Surprisingly fun and acerbic zombie rock comedy, with lots of great music and a mind-melting set of plot twists. The DVD drinking game bumps this up to 100.
Mini-Review: Unerrving crime saga with a beguiling structure that reveals more upon a second glance.
Mini-Review: Nick Nolte becomes a jellyfish, the Hulk stares at algae and beats his girlfriend, and Josh Lucas dies in 2D, while they all shoot off into the clouds because Nick Nolte found that wire too tasty. Get stoned.
Mini-Review: Winning cast, even if Drew is miscast. Aimiable, forgettable stuff.
Mini-Review: Rock adlibs can't rise this one joke premise from the dead. Rock still hasn't found a suitable cinematic vehicle- sadly this might be as close as he gets.
Mini-Review: Kline and Smith have zero chemistry, and the Fresh Prince is utterly painful. Kenneth Branaugh has never been so unlikeable. Dodgy effects and pointless, pacing-free action sequences. Also, lots of just plain strangeness.
Mini-Review: Sheer fucking torture. Atonal, poorly performed, lackluster direction, and a cast ten years too old for its roles. Who's New York was this?
Mini-Review: For the undemanding dragon fan, this will do nicely. Matt McConaughey is batshit insane, and Christian Bale complements him nicely, but there's just not enough dragon stuff. Still, divebombing firebreathers is pretty gnarly.