Mini-Review: WC Fields daringly takes a go at early method acting, imbibing voraciously on set between takes in an effort to make his on-screen portrayal of Egbert Souse as mumbly, incoherent, disgusting and uninteresting as possible.

Mini-Review: This is the first film where Jimmy Cagney shed his reputation as a second-rate on-screen doily-crimper and started shooting people who asked him, "Hey small guy, where be my doilies?" Doesn't sound likely? Imagine this: the film was originally meant to be a farcical commercial for Bavarian Cream Stout. William Wellman, seeing the potential pay-off in Cagney's horrific murder spree, decided to roll with the punches and even on two occasions strangled PAs who questioned what the hell was going on.

Mini-Review: It is no secret that after Mysterious Skin Joseph Gordon-Levitt has been furiously loved by homosexuals. Now he can rest comfortably knowing that people with weird back cancers will love him, too.

Mini-Review: Errol Morris is best when keeping to one subject rather than sewing together a wayward cinematic quilt constructed from his cadre of nefarious weirdos. However, there's still some real fun in this film, particularly as it pertains to the life of the bow-tied child snatcher.

Mini-Review: Now this is a motherfucking movie. Audacious, over the top,and filled to the brim with bullshit, sex, and a stylish goatee from Roy Scheider that would fit in well at any suburban key party.