Unsettling. Not simplistic. Entertaining. Here's good sci-fi.

The young William Petersen gives this thriller some smart clout.

Manipulation of post-9/11 travel fears that turns hysterical, and very bad.

For once, a cynical war movie. Good on David O. Russell.

DeCillo's movie about making a movie is light enough to make light.

Redford and Pitt do just fine in this Tony Scott pass-time.

Good and bad get convincingly mixed up when the Mann goes to work.

Pretty as fluff, and as light. Saturday Matinee Stuff — SS's intention.

Ellen Barkin's serial smoldering puts Pacino in his place.

The neo-Nazi theme, in L.A. no less, is intense enough, but how'd it happen?

Nichols on his game is comic ebullience personified.