Ooking 'bout a revolution.
Overstuffed plot, empty action ruin Spidey's run
Bruce Campbell on making love and screaming brains
The Dark Knight's origin story can't overcome its Baleful side
Costner and Allen are the upside to The Upside of Anger
The ghosts of Takashi Shimizu's Ju-On series return--again--in The Grudge
Screams is four times the fear
The ghosts of Ju-On: The Grudge are here to annoy you
Spider-Man swings in this touching, thrilling, superior sequel
Even cast as an aging Elvis, Bruce Campbell must do battle with the evil, undead
Cabin Fever revisits the gore flick, with obvious results
Kevin Costner doesn't make friends. He makes movies, dang it.
Daredevil is a grown-up adaptation, but still too two-dimensional
When it comes to producing movies, it's a fine art (or Art Linson)
Spider-Man slings pop mythology for the masses
Billy Bob has a simple plan: to sing about life and lovin' his wife
Bruce Campbell knows why bad movies happen to great actors
The Mummy Returns, but what's the point?
O Brother, Where Art Thou?(Mercury) & The Gift(Will/Lakeshore)
Sweet November is bad all year long
Sam Raimi peaked long ago, and The Gift proves that now he's coasting downhill
Alan Rudolph's Trixie is happily stuck between a rock and the deep blue sea
Joel and Ethan Coen pull down the pants on their first film
Or: How do you bring a comic book to life without killing a superhero?
Schmaltzy and then some, For Love of the Game is still mighty persuasive
Thanks to Hollywood's endless pursuit of today's youth, horror movies are -- yes! -- fun again
Hollywood mainstream in the slipstream: hits, misses, remakes, and blasts from the past
Although many standout films were released in 1998, no one movie really stood out
A Simple Plan dishes up a frozen treat from a moral deep freeze
Peter Berg's sour Very Bad Things earns a one-way ticket to filmic Palookaville
Why the new wave of horror films can't scare us
Sam Raimi's gonzo Western The Quick and the Dead is ludicrously entertaining
The adolescent fantasy Heavenly Creatures is the best film Terry Gilliam never made