Lee Daniels's The Paperboy is a movie that frankly skirts by purely on the good will of its actors.  The story is pretty much a wash, even if its mundane nature wins points for probable realism.

Martin McDonagh's Seven Psychopaths is something of a miracle. It works both as a straight-ahead crime dramedy while also serving as a piercing satire of said genre.

Ironically the picture's greatest strength as a movie arguably becomes its greatest flaw as a film. It is not really about anything other than itself, refusing to infuse its narrative with any deeper meaning beyond our own knowledge of what happened next.

By arbitrarily inserting token love interests into movies that neither require them nor benefit from them, you not only insult the actresses involved, but harm your own movie in the process.

With five new wide releases, it was a traffic jam at the box office this weekend, but the surprisingly robust Taken 2 still held court at the top.

Ben Affleck is clearly one of the top directors working today in the realm of 'the kind of film they don't make anymore' and he may end up with an Oscar or two in a few months.

It is a visually glorious and occasionally powerful achievement that, if possible, should be seen in its IMAX format. To use a cliche suited to the film, Cloud Atlas reaches for the moon yet ends up in the stars. But what beautiful stars they are.

The big news was the overseas debut of Skyfall, the 23rd official James Bond film, which opened in the UK two weeks ahead of its U.S. debut, earning a massive $77 million in the 25 markets it debuted in.

I don't demand subversion of the status quo in every would-be genre film.  But Wreck-It Ralph promises next-generation gaming and delivers old-school Nintendo in a shinier box.