Florian Henckel von Donnersmarck's first Holloywood effort is both bad and silly.

Barbara Loden's one feature has Warhol-style resonance 40 years later.

Nearly five decades later, Lindsay Anderson's fantasy still packs a punch.

Good intentions aside, Demme's poignant effort never seems whole.

Pick Mastroianni (and Tornatore) over DeNiro when it comes to this melancholy story.

Akira Kurosawa's Hitchcock-influenced thriller is a convulsive ride.

Once upon a time, Alex Proyas could make good movies about the surreal. No longer.

Central to Terry Zwigoff's charmer are Delta blues, Thora Birch and Steve Buscemi.

For Stanley Tucci's sake, ignore the hollow Italian accents and focus on food and mood.