It's easy to expect inspiration with Rory O'Shea Was Here. The film tells of Rory O 'Shea (James McAvoy), a rebellious teen with muscular dystrophy, and his friendship with Michael Connelly (Steven Robertson), a shy boy whose cerebral palsy gives him difficulty speaking.
During the opening credits of this documentary on the controversial 1972 pornographic film Deep Throat, Supertramp's "Crime of the Century" plays, appropriately creating a foreboding tone for the rest of the film.
Chosen for Official Selection at the 2005 Sundance Film Festival, produced by Steven Soderbergh and starring Oscar winner Adrien Brody, The Jacket has all the credentials to be a great film.
Based on the children's book by Kate DiCamillo, Because of Winn-Dixie is the story of ten-year-old Opal (AnnaSophia Robb), who, still mystified by her mother's departure seven years earlier, struggles to find her way in a new town.
It's two o'clock in the afternoon at the Ritz-Carlton, and action star Tony Jaa, promoting his new movie, Ong-Bak: The Thai Warrior, is still without lunch.
Constantine is intense. Intense like that shady guy standing outside Wawa on Spruce and 38th, intense like the lines for elliptical machines at Pottruck, intense like ... well, you get the point.
Never has Jim Carrey's penchant for physical humor been demonstrated more clearly than in 1994's The Mask, when he played Stanley Ipkiss' bedeviled character with unparalleled aplomb.
In his newsboy cap and jeans, Spike Lee saunters onto the stage in a packed Zellerbach auditorium. He seems irritated that he has to engage an audience of eager and inquisitive fans and scholars.
Hitch rises above a seemingly formulaic plot to ultimately become a funny and enjoyable film in the middle of Hollywood's dead season.
Will Smith plays Alex Hitchens, dating superhero, sworn to protect men from their own bad habits, poor taste and insecurity.
Certain films, like Prachya Pinkaew's Ong-Bak: The Thai Warrior, exist as nothing more than a platform to display a person's tremendous physical talents.
Jane Austin started it. Helen Fielding's modernized it. Now, director Gurinder Chadha (Bend it Like Beckham) has taken the novel Pride and Prejudice (as well as women's perpetual lust for Mr. Darcy) and injected some good ol' Bollywood in it.
A Love Song for Bobby Long aims to be an off-kilter yet heartwarming tale, but mostly it just plants itself in the middle of Crazyville and refuses to leave.
As far as movies are concerned, the first few months of any year always suck. Since major studios tend to release their Oscar contenders in the summer and fall, all they can serve the hungry nerds now are mere table scraps.
And you thought Bennifer was the break-up to end all break-ups.
It may have been a week late, but Hollywood gave celebrity gossipers the best Christmas gift imaginable a couple of weeks ago.