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(Only one, however, has Gabrielle Union taking a walk on the cougar side.)
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Its enough to just enjoy the ride.)
It seems that everyone has a beard.
Brosnan and Barkin bring the inherent screen presence lacking elsewhere, and theyre spared the most embarrassing dialogue.
But becauseNora Ephronerroneously landed on no, rom-coms like this well-meaning, mildFilipinoimport continue to stroke chin about it.
Car because his defining thing is owning a souped-up vehicle.
Theres no sense in licensing a beloved literary property just to sand off all its distinguishing traits.
Playing games is their normal.
(Lotta regrettably racist circumcision jokes in that last one.)
Lopez makes us believe it.
One More Time
With some movies, you could hear the pitch meeting while you watch them.
If only the Zeitgeist-targeted jokes about CD players and hair gel were funnier.
The drab cinematography needs some perking up, but altogether, the film has the requisite firepower.
Que viva Mexico!
A run time of three hours and ten minutes connotes some measure of ambition.
If a filmmakers going to spend that long bending our ears, they presumably have something to say.
Granz Henman gives Romanias noxiousOh, Ramona!
And in rather uncouth fashion, might I add!
Theres just a smirking amusement at the indignity of having those unruly, incorrigible private parts.
Seldom have I wanted to stop watching a movie more badly.
Kiss, Kiss!
to whom the film extends a baffling amount of deference.
Do yourself a favor and place your delivery order for pad see ew before you hit play.
Excretory gags, check.
Kooky hitchhiker, check.
Tame interlude of drug use, check.
A chase scene far too elaborate to be navigated by amateurs, check.
Have a Nice Day!
Its the same takeaway as always, but Guerrerossandpapery charmenlivens the well-trod journey to an uninspired destination.
in its own weird dimension.
(Hey, maybe thats just Europe for you.)
Re/Member
Props to director Eiichiro Hasumi.
Like so many things, the states sex negativity is revealed as one more means of controlling women.
The tone is meditative and calm, but dont conflate that with gentle subject matter.
Chihiros steadfast attitude belies the bruising emotional heft of some scenes all played without histrionics.
The innovative slant on the cat-and-mouse setup deserves a script that can match its fiendish resourcefulness.
Everyone wants to be Marty, but he walks a treacherous tonal tightrope off of which his imitators faceplant.
