Third Man, The

You’ve got to hand it to Nicole Kassell and Kevin Bacon, for in making a hero of a child molester they haven’t taken the easy way to pleasing audiences

The Fifth Element by Luc Besson is what every crappy Hollywood postmodern extravaganza would be if it had the wit and the boldness of the author of La Femme Nikita and The Professional—together with a Hollywood blockbuster-sized budget of $100 million. With it, postmodernism has entered into its rococo phase. Some day, if anyone ever…

What looks like an attempt at satire has lost, or never found, that edge of hatred that good satire needs

A self-satisfied yuppie romance that founders on its inability to distinguish between love and sex

Ours is a scary old world, all right, and we cling to our toys like children — but this is a point that it is way too easy to overdemonstrate.

A charming romance — as these things go nowadays — built along fairy tale lines which also appeals to the multiculturalist in all of us