Christa Banister

Director Reitman finally has a real stinker on his resumé with this sappy, schlocky film. Even Nicholas Sparks would scratch his head.

“People get frustrated with so many little things these days, and these girls have been through everything,” director Krauss says.

Watching these familiar faces shout, scream and degrade each other at dinner for hours probably isn't most people’s idea of a good time.

In true Martin Scorsese fashion, The Wolf of Wall Street is yet another demented tale about Man at his most dark and depraved.

Seems to serve as a family-friendly version of the art vs. commerce debate, but also packs an emotional and thematic wallop.

A largely improvisational effort that ultimately highlights what director David O. Russell cares about the most: interesting characters.

No doubt, when a musical is as beloved as Rodgers and Hammerstein’s The Sound of Music, it takes some major chutzpah to even attempt to recreate...

It's like a much darker, grittier Count of Monte Cristo without any pesky food for thought. It's also an apathetic waste of time.

For any who see the film before reading the exceptional novel it's based on, a helpful tip is not to judge the book by the movie.

Under a new director, deeper themes lurk beneath the disturbing surface story of this sequel to offer a surprisingly relevant takeaway.

Far more enjoyable and substantial than the trailer suggested, which is a win for anyone who hopes for more from a Vince Vaughn comedy.

Reading Jerel Law’s recent novel Spirit Fighter was like a blast to my Frank Peretti-reading past (minus all the nightmares, thankfully).

Despite getting bogged down in details that don't always add up, one can't ignore its greatest strength: plenty of fascinating big ideas.

Gives the audience no reason to care, creating yet another movie where a slew of A-list talent can't save it from being a stinker.

Ultimately a frustrating, cautionary tale on how drug trafficking doesn't pay. Does anyone really need to watch a movie to learn that?

Who knew that such a gripping, ripped-from-the-pages plotline could be reduced to something hardly worthy of the big screen?

If there was any ambiguity about Miley Cyrus not exactly sharing much in common with her squeaky clean alter-ego Hannah Montana, Bangerz officially...

A heartwarming message and strong production values are bogged down by an unnecessary dichotomy between faith and using our talents.