BILLY ELLIOT -- (Grade: B) Director Stephen Daldry's high-spirited, coming-of-age tale is a strange movie hybrid: a gritty British social drama as well as a musical fantasy.

It's Northern England circa 1984 and Billy (Jamie Bell), age 11, watches the miners' strike take a toll on his family. His only joy comes from the ballet lessons that his father (Gary Lewis) forbids him to continue. Parental confrontation, you see, is a necessary part of every coming-of-age tale.

Bell's dead-on performance fills Billy Elliot with scenes of credible, heartfelt emotion. Granted, the film possesses more than its share of trite melodrama. Luckily, our most powerful images from the film remain focused on Billy's lively dancing. It's how it should be. After all, Billy Elliot owes its brassy entertainment to its bouncing, boy hero. -- SR (Rated R.)

THE BROTHERS -- (Grade: C) With The Brothers, writer/director Gary Hardwick has given us what he knows. Unfortunately, what he knows is too familiar. The Brothers feels like the next installment of The Best Man, The Wood and love jones. Its drama of African-American men-in-midlife-crisis is something we've seen many times before. The casting of recognizable faces -- Morris Chestnut and Bill Bellamy as two of the four leads, with D. L. Hughley and Shemar Moore rounding out the titular quartet -- fuels this sense of dejà vu. There is nothing brave or new about a movie where each character's major flaw is explored and resolved before the toast in the final moments. Adding further insult is a soundtrack that sells songs never heard during the movie. -- t.t. clinkscales (Rated R.)

CAST AWAY -- (Grade: B) Director Robert Zemeckis (Forrest Gump) re-teams with Tom Hanks for a challenging, Robinson Crusoe-like tale. Granted, the film's set-up is rather ordinary. As FedEx troubleshooter Chuck Noland, Hanks sets out to portray a man ruled by time and schedules. Despite Hanks' earnestness, one never gets a firm grasp of Noland's psyche. It's up to Hanks' average Joe personality to pull us into his drama.

The highlight of Cast Away is its middle act where Hanks becomes the star of a one-man show. It's these mostly dialogue-free scenes, where Noland is trying to survive alone on a desert island after his plane crashes, that make the most dramatic impact.

In an era where the Crusoe legend is defined by TV's Survivor, Zemeckis and Hanks offer a thoughtful alternative. -- SR (Rated PG-13.)

CHOCOLAT -- (Grade: C) Juliette Binoche dazzles as Vianne, a pretty chocolate shopkeeper with a mysterious past. She's also a single mother whose spicy chocolates change prudish lifestyles of the inhabitants of a French village.

I admire how Lasse Hallström (The Cider House Rules, My Life as a Dog) directs movies that are unashamedly liberal. Chocolat, based on Joanne Harris' 1999 novel, is a film that qualifies as a democratic drama at a time when much of the nation is decidedly conservative.

Johnny Depp gives Binoche competition in the chiseled cheekbones department as a handsome gypsy passing through town. Like most moviemade couples, Binoche and Depp look great together. Unfortunately, their attractive looks never ignite any much-needed passion.

Despite a sweet, fairy tale-like ending, Chocolat never comes fully to life. By the closing credits, you feel as if Binoche's magical smile and winsome personality have been wasted. -- SR (Rated PG-13.)

CROUCHING TIGER, HIDDEN DRAGON -- (Grade: A) Breathtaking action, incredible stunts, spectacular landscapes and a childlike sense of make-believe lifts director Ang Lee's Taiwanese epic Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon to the level of a fairy tale. Set among ornate palaces, teaming Peking streets and rural villages, the film evolves into a martial arts Western that's both poetic and spiritual.

Warrior Li Mu Bai (Chow Yun Fat) is yearning to leave his fighting lifestyle behind, but when a young thief, Jen (Zhang Ziyi), steals Li's ancient sword, Green Destiny, Li gets pulled back into his warrior ways. Only Lu Shu Lien (Michelle Yeoh), Li's longtime friend, looks capable of helping return Green Destiny from Jen and her mentor Jade Fox (Cheng Pei-pei).

Although working in the action genre, Lee once again emphasizes rich characters, substantial storytelling and humanistic ideals. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is momentous not because of the size of its spectacle. It's timeless because of the size of its heart.-- SR (Rated PG-13.)

DOWN TO EARTH -- (Grade: F) American Pie co-creators Chris and Paul Weitz tweak Warren Beatty's 1978 romance Heaven Can Wait into a one-joke social satire about a struggling black comedian who dies and returns to Earth as a white millionaire. The sorry target of the Weitz Boys' derivative comedy is real-life comedian Chris Rock. As Lance Barton, a Brooklyn bicycle messenger with show-biz aspirations, Rock receives the brunt of Down To Earth's laughless storytelling.

It's a stretch for Rock to play a struggling comedian. He's just too naturally funny. Still, Down To Earth manages to make Rock look clumsy in comparison to his real-life self. Dressed in a clownish wardrobe of golf pants and a sweater, it's clear that Rock has just been bamboozled by one awful comedy. -- SR (Rated PG-13.)

DUDE, WHERE'S MY CAR? -- (Grade: D) If only the movie were half as funny as its title. It might have been marginally watchable. Instead it's a moronic comedy with a few bright spots, but not nearly enough to save it.

Jesse (That '70s Show's Ashton Kutcher) and Chester (Road Trip's Seann William Scott) partied a little too hard last night. Problem is, they don't remember any of it, nor where they left their car. Now they have to deal with everything from transsexual strippers to angry girlfriends to pumped up jocks looking to do a little nerd-bashing. What's a dude to do?

Some folks sing the praise of the "stupid movie" genre. I just think they're stupid. -- RP (Rated PG-13.)

THE EMPEROR'S NEW GROOVE -- (Grade: C) Uncle Walt might be trying too hard on this one. After Aladdin and The Lion King, the folks at Disney have tried to copy the formula so much that they forgot the central ingredient: heart.

Self-centered Emperor Kuzco (voice of David Spade) is turned into a llama by his scheming advisor Yzma (Eartha Kitt). Now he must regain his throne with the help of good-natured Pacha (John Goodman).

The Emperor's New Groove is a derivative, lackluster cartoon. It's Hercules all over again. The animation is fair and the story is mildly amusing. The one really good thing going for it is music by Sting. But don't be fooled; there are only a couple of songs in the whole film. Even Sting can't save it. -- RP (Rated G.)

ENEMY AT THE GATES -- (Grade: c) It's ironic that the most expensive European film ever made is only half a movie. Enemy at the Gates is at times a wonderful, epic war film and at other times a hackneyed, disjointed mess. It's sad to see, because the film, as it stands, is the start of something beautiful. Comparisons to Saving Private Ryan are a bit overboard, but it's still far better than The Thin Red Line.

Jude Law stars as Vassilli Zaitsev, a Russian farm boy whisked away to war when his talents at marksmanship give the Russian army something to boast. Ed Harris is Maj. Konig, a German sharpshooter sent to Stalingrad to stop him. (Great casting, by the way. Harris has such interesting eyes.)

You'd think a foreign-made film would pay more attention to the actors' accents, which are lazy at best. You'd also hope for a non-Hollywood ending. Blame must go to French director Jean-Jacques Annaud. He must still be thinking about ways to trim Seven Years in Tibet. -- RP (Rated R.)

EXIT WOUNDS -- (Grade: C) Let's make no mistake. Steven Seagal and DMX are the good guy/bad guy leads in this Joel Silver production. Silver's involvement, as the producer of the cult-fave The Matrix, means there's plenty of wire and camera effects to give the impression that Seagal is a martial artist who can dodge bullets from point blank range. Now, that's something not even the agents in The Matrix were able to accomplish.

Like always, Seagal is a take-no-prisoners, shoot-first, punch-kick-wrist-grab-flip-you-for-real cop. It's been awhile since we've had the chance to see the big awkward-moving fella in a picture. Nothing's changed; he's the same old Seagal. As for DMX, he's supposed to be an X factor, but come on, if you go see Exit Wounds, you're rooting for him.

If that's not enough to occupy you, there's the "comic genius" of Tom Arnold. Then again, you could try keeping track of how many vehicles Seagal loses. See, there's something for everyone, for what it's worth. -- t.t. clinkscales (Rated R.)

THE FAMILY MAN -- (Grade: B) It's George Bailey redux. There's no better way to describe director Brett Ratner's (Rush Hour) Christmas drama. Trying to become a new version of It's a Wonderful Life is setting some intentionally high standards. Luckily, Nicolas Cage is the actor assuming the Jimmy Stewart position. Under the gaze of Cage's hound-dog gaze and heavy eyelids, The Family Man (co-written by David Diamond and David Weissman) turns social fantasy into a heartfelt tale of spiritual redemption.

Fifteen years after dumping his college girlfriend, Kate (Tea Léoni), Manhattan executive Jack Campbell (Cage) receives an unexpected second chance after bragging to a convenience store robber (Don Cheadle) about his regret-free life. Campbell has all the trappings of success. But when he wakes up one Christmas morning and finds himself in a different life -- married to the woman he left behind, two children, a house in New Jersey and a job in a tire store -- Campbell discovers a new set of life priorities. -- SR (Rated PG-13.)

15 MINUTES --(Grade: D) Pair a legendary actor with a young stud and let them chew scenery in what could fairly be described as a nouveau Seven. Can't miss, right? Wrong! 15 Minutes manages to suck both the fun and edge out of its intriguing premise. If the acting has to be over-the-top, then don't try to be creepy. And if the plot forces a gritty tone, then don't compromise it with a trite, crapper of an ending.

Two Eastern European thugs find themselves the center of a sensationalized murder spree. Inspired by OJ, among others, they believe their "15 minutes of fame" will eventually acquit them. I think we're supposed to be turned on by the reality-TV feel of the movie, too much of which was filmed through a hand-held video camera.

15 Minutes is a major wakeup call. No actor -- not even a great like Robert DeNiro -- is infallible. It's sad to see him wasted. It's also a shame to realize that Ed Burns can't act. But that's why they play the game. -- RP (Rated R.)

FINDING FORRESTER -- (Grade: B) Veteran actor Sean Connery and newcomer Rob Brown team up for another mentor-student picture, similar to Good Will Hunting and Wonder Boys. Maybe it's true that there are no more original ideas left in cinema. Personally, I don't have a problem with that, as long as filmmakers appropriate well. In this case, Gus Van Sant, the director of Good Will Hunting, is allowed to borrow from his own movie.

An underprivileged teen-ager from the Bronx (Brown) wins a scholarship to an Upper East Side prep school using both his academic and basketball skills. His adjustment is aided by a wealthy classmate (Anna Paquin). But his true friend is reclusive, Salinger-like author (Connery) who ends up becoming the missing father figure.

Van Sant treats his time-honored tale delicately. Finding Forrester is one of the quieter Hollywood movies in a long time. -- SR (Rated PG-13.)

GET OVER IT -- (Grade: D) Once arty Miramax delivers another lame-o teen comedy, this time without the services of doofus Freddie Prinze Jr.

In director Tommy O'Haver's Get Over It, perky Kirsten Dunst plays matchmaker for her lovelorn male bud (Ben Foster). Inevitably, they start to notice each other as more than friends.

O'Haver mixes together an attractive young cast and an indie soundtrack to no avail. Get Over It is the least original of the current wave of teen comedies. -- SR (Rated PG-13.)

HANNIBAL -- (Grade: B) In The Silence of the Lambs, our fear is that the bogeyman is watching our every move. In Hannibal, Scott's elegant, but less effective thriller, we obsess over the bogeyman and all that he does. In Hannibal, fetishism drives the plot, action and mood.

Anthony Hopkins is creepier than ever as film's most elegant cannibal. Replacing Jodie Foster in the role of FBI Agent Clarice Starling, indie queen Julianne Moore captures the cool discipline and all-business attitude that's so integral to the role.

Scott builds adequate suspense out of the bloody reunion between Lecter and Starling. After months of hype and innuendo, Hannibal succeeds as a gory manhunt drama. It's clear that Lecter continues to fascinate us. Welcome back, psycho. We've missed you and your well-mannered bloodiness. -- SR (Rated R.)

HEARTBREAKERS -- (Grade: C) Director David Mirkin's screwball comedy Heartbreakers confirms Sigourney Weaver can play just about anything. In addition to wealthy Russian emigrée, Ulga Yevanova, she's Angela Nardino, a virginal bride who keeps her anxious groom Dean Cumanno (Ray Liotta) waiting on their wedding night. Ulga and Angela are both characters concocted by veteran con artist Max Connors (Weaver). Max's partner-in-crime is her own teen-age daughter, Page (Jennifer Love Hewitt). Max marries the men. Then, Page seduces them into bed. Their payoff arrives in the form of a quick divorce settlement.

After relocating to Palm Beach, cigarette tycoon William B. Tensy (Gene Hackman) becomes Max and Page's latest target. Everything is on schedule until Page falls in love with a local bartender (Jason Lee). Suddenly, her newfound conscience jeopardizes her mother's big-money con.

Weaver lets it all hang out in Heartbreakers. Her height (5 feet 11 inches) and sharp features are pushed aside in favor of curves and sexy flirtations. Weaver gets to play the vamp, and Heartbreakers is a better film because of it.

Inevitably, Heartbreakers loses its cynical edge whenever Weaver is absent from the screen. It's clear Hewitt is too goody-goody for a sarcastic caper film like Heartbreakers. Her big chance to play dirty is a huge failure. When the vampy Page gets her hair caught in a married man's zipper, Hewitt manages to make the gag look not the least bit naughty. -- SR (Rated PG-13.)

JOURNEY INTO AMAZING CAVES -- (Grade: B) Cavers Nancy Aulenbach and Hazel Barton put an adventurous face on microbiology in the rousing OMNIMAX film Journey Into Amazing Caves. All the OMNIMAX tricks are tossed into this family-friendly nature documentary about exploring the Earth's underground frontiers. Actor Liam Neeson provides celebrity narration. The Moody Blues supply a soundtrack appropriate for aging baby boomers. Endless tracking shots take audiences over canyons, rain forests and icy tundra in dizzying fashion. Anything less stomach-churning would be considered a disappointment. -- SR (Unrated.)

THE MEXICAN -- (Grade: B) Samantha Barzel (Julia Roberts) and her boyfriend, Jerry Welbach (Brad Pitt), yell at each other constantly. Sometimes Samantha shrieks and Jerry just listens.

Pitt plays Jerry, a slackerish bagman who is sent south of the border to retrieve an antique pistol known as "The Mexican." Of course, Samantha (Roberts) wants Jerry to leave the mob for more honest employment.

It's not long before Jerry's simple gangland errand turns badly. But things turn even more complicated after Samantha is kidnapped by a hit man (Gandolfini) to ensure the pistol's safe recovery.

Pitt and Roberts are only together for a handful of scenes in The Mexican. As a result, the film offers more comedy than romance. Luckily, for director Gore Verbinski's The Mexican, their separate adventures are clever, fast-paced and very funny. But it's Sopranos star (James Gandolfini) who surprisingly comes between celebrity co-stars Pitt and Roberts. A true scene-stealer, Gandolfini's performance as a soft-hearted hit man is the best thing in The Mexican. -- SR (Rated R.)

MISS CONGENIALITY -- (Grade: B) How do you keep a sexy Hollywood leading lady from seeming too out of touch with the masses? Miss Congeniality offers one possible answer. Sandra Bullock plays Gracie Hart, a hard-nosed FBI agent who would sooner cold-cock a man than get caught in an embrace with him. But just when you begin to feel bad for her and depressed in general, Bullock uncorks a surprising pratfall. Presto! Instant endearment. Gracie is offered career redemption if she will agree to go undercover at the Miss United States pageant. Seems a Unabomber-type assassin has targeted the ceremony as the site of his next bombing. This is where the sight gags come into play.

There may be nothing funnier than seeing one of People magazine's Most Beautiful Women fall on her face. Some of the hottest actresses working today already have figured this out, but none more than Sandra Bullock. -- RP (Rated PG-13.)

O BROTHER, WHERE ART THOU? -- (Grade: C) Over the last 15 years, the Coen brothers (Joel and Ethan) have created a unique cinematic universe. With O Brother, Where Art Thou? the brothers once again display their distinct talents, but with much less success.

When the story begins, Ulysses (George Clooney), Pete (John Turturro) and Delmar (Tim Blake Nelson) have just escaped from a chain gang in '30s Mississippi. We then follow the trio through a variety of set pieces; everything from the cutting of a hit record under the moniker, "The Soggy Bottom Boys" to an encounter with Babyface Nelson (Michael Badalucco) to the sabotage of a KKK rally. All of these plot twists unfold with little interest in creating a substantial narrative. The complex story lines of their past films (Blood Simple, Miller's Crossing, Fargo) are sorely lacking in O Brother, Where Art Thou? Longtime Coen cinematographer Roger Deakins is once again enlisted, and his services help immensely. But even Deakins can't overcome a miscast Clooney and the continued insistence of the Coens to stick to their increasingly ironic stance. Oh yeah, it's based on Homer's Odyssey. -- Jason Gargano (Rated PG-13.)

POLLOCK -- (Grade: B) In Pollock, a look inside tortured artist Jackson Pollock, Ed Harris -- as both director and star -- avoids giving the audience docu-style talking heads and a cast of quirks in search of their characters. What he presents is quiet and sometimes truly intimate, yet is still removed from the vital essence of Pollock. We look at (and not into) him, because of what Harris the director gives us.

The one true and unerring thing in Pollock's life and this film was not necessarily his prodigious talent, but his wife and fellow artist Lee Krasner (Marcia Gay Harden). The Academy Award for Harden is recognition for her deft mini-portrait of the woman who willingly provided a lifeline for Pollock's vision. Harris is also rewarded for his obvious labor of love that is far from perfect, but pleasing at a certain distance. -- t.t. clinkscales (Rated R.)

RECESS: SCHOOL'S OUT -- (Grade: B) What does it say about the world we live in when kids' movies like Recess are far and away more intelligent than teen/young adult movies? Perhaps the "dumbing down" of America is more accelerated than we thought. Recess is a fun, tight little movie. It moves quickly, packing in loads of mostly innocuous jokes that are worth a few chuckles. Unlike any family film since Chicken Run, Recess appeals to both targeted generations.

But the plot is all for kids. While the whole gang (the same one from the Saturday morning Recess cartoon) is enjoying summer vacation, an evil genius (James Woods) is cooking up a global-freezing scheme to end summer vacation forever. It's, of course, up to TJ (voice of Andy Lawrence) and his ethnically and socially diverse pals to save the day.

The animation quality falls somewhere between Beavis and Butthead and King of the Hill, but the writing is better than either. Its refusal to simply be a kids' flick is what ultimately saves it. -- RP (Rated G.)

RUGRATS IN PARIS -- (Grade: B) The Pickles and Finster babies go to the City of Lights for this clever and heartfelt adaptation of the popular Nickelodeon series.

Director Paul Demeyer and Stig Berggvist bring back all the popular Rugrats characters: Angelica, Phil, Lil, Dil, Tommy and Chuckie. For the sake of merchandising, a Rugrat named Kimi is also introduced. Still, buying another toy doll is a small price to pay for a family cartoon as funny as Rugrats in Paris. -- SR (Rated G.)

SAVE THE LAST DANCE -- (Grade: C) It's Romeo and Juliet in the hood. Uprooted from her home, Sara Johnson (Julia Stiles) loses her mother and her will to dance when she moves to inner-city Chicago to stay with her father. Not only does she have to make new friends, Sara has to adapt to life as a minority in her predominantly black school.

Save the Last Dance just tries too hard, attempting to be too many things at the same time. But why in a movie celebrating racial diversity would the white character ever so slowly through the course of the film become black? She stops dressing "cool" and starts "lookin' slamming." By film's end, Sara is one fly white girl.

Stiles is good, showing considerable emotional and physical range for her age. Sean Patrick Thomas as suitor Derek Reynolds is even better. Derek needs to be charismatic and dynamic and Thomas is both. He holds the film together, even while the script strays from its intended path. -- RP (Rated PG-13.)

SEE SPOT RUN -- (Grade: C) I don't know how child-appropriate a movie is when a running gag involves a gangster who loses a testicle in a dogfight. If I'm squirming over the bad taste, I can't imagine the parents who later have to explain the joke.

It's a shame the makers of See Spot Run didn't lose the adult humor in this mildly charming tale of a kid who needs a father and a man who needs to grow up. Angus T. Jones has all the requisite cute traits to pull off the part of the boy. And David Arquette may be the perfect actor to play the dim man-child.

Let's not forget dear Spot. This is, after all, a dog movie. Or is it? When Spot isn't fetching balls, he fades a bit into the background. Which is fine, because See Spot Run doesn't need any more crude comedy. That would be nuts. -- RP (Rated PG.)

SOMEONE LIKE YOU -- (Grade: D) Ashley Judd's pretty appearance is everything in a superficial movie like director Tony Goldwyn's lovelorn comedy Someone Like You. Take away Judd's smiling face and Someone Like You fails to exist. It's that hollow.

As Jane Goodale, a perky producer at a morning talk show, Judd is the big-city version of the girl-next-door. Finding the "right" guy is the priority of Jane and her sassy girlfriend Liz (Marisa Tomei). But Jane's boy trouble turns complicated after she falls for Ray Brown (Greg Kinnear), the new executive producer at her show.

Jane's loveless personal life is the dramatic focus of Someone Like You. It's also the main source of the film's single-girl comedy. But Goldwyn never finds the melodramatic balance between the film's laughs and tears. Someone Like You falls into the mixed-up limbo of the movie dramedy. It's not willing to be an all-out sex comedy or a heart-wrenching women's weepie. By the time Jane becomes the roommate of a handsome womanizer (Hugh Jackman) and starts writing a dating advice column, Someone Like You loses all of its storytelling momentum. -- SR (Rated PG-13.)

SPY KIDS -- (Grade: B) There is a valuable lesson tucked alongside the chases, explosions and gadgetry of writer/director Robert Rodriguez's rousing family adventure Spy Kids. Beneath the surface of a tranquil family life, a child can discover great adventure. He'll also find the hero inside himself.

Juni Cortez (Daryl Sabara) and his big sister Carmen (Alexa Vega) can't get enough of their mother's (Carla Gugino) bedtime stories about how she met and fell in love with their father (Antonio Banderas). The difference is Gregorio Cortez (Banderas) and his wife Ingrid (Gugino) are secret agents.

Gregorio and Ingrid's first assignment in nine years places them in the clutches of evil genius Fegan Floop (Alan Cumming). It's up to Juni and Carmen to become junior James Bonds and save their parents from mutated secret agents, giant robot thumbs and cyborg children. With a little bit of luck, Juni and Carmen might very well save the world.

Banderas and Gugino make an attractive pair of secret agents. But Spy Kids ultimately succeeds thanks to the bravery of its pint-sized heroes, Sabara and Vega.

In fact, the only letdown is that a junior agent adventure like Spy Kids proves incapable of producing a Bond-like finale of over-the-top explosions and outrageous stunts. Still, Spy Kids did borrow one important detail from the Bond movie handbook. Its closing scene sets up the next Spy Kids adventure. -- SR (Rated PG.)

TRAFFIC -- (Grade: A) Its cross-country array of locales gives Traffic, director Steven Soderbergh's complex, drug-trade thriller, the visual quality of an epic drama. Traffic flips nimbly from a courthouse in Columbus to the Mexican border town of Tijuana, from crack houses in Cincinnati's Over-the-Rhine to upscale homes in La Jolla, Calif., and ultimately, the White House itself.

An extensive ensemble cast helps Soderbergh tell his complex story. Michael Douglas is the big name as conservative Ohio State Supreme Court Justice, Robert Wakefield, but it's Benicio Del Toro who grabs hold of Traffic's dramatic spotlight as conflicted Tijuana cop, Javier Rodriquez.

Sharp, stylish, and well spoken, Traffic is rightfully a Soderbergh film. In an era best represented by mindless blockbusters, Traffic is literate and substantial, a political drama that thrives on screenwriter Stephen Gaghan's script. -- SR (Rated R.)

UNBREAKABLE-- (Grade: A) Writer/director M. Night Shyamalan unites Bruce Willis and Samuel L. Jackson for a unique and visionary suspense thriller. Using comics as a dramatic leap to something more emotionally substantial, Unbreakable builds its story around David Dunn (Bruce Willis), a Philadelphia security guard who survives a brutal train wreck without suffering a single scratch. His mystery is the key behind Shyamalan's dark and morose superhero tale.

I admire Shyamalan for attempting something different with Unbreakable. I like that the film is cool and distant.Unbreakable holds tight to Dunn's core mystery. The result is a tale that's deliberate, subtle and complex. Its core message is heartfelt: In the eyes of every son, a father is a secret superhero. -- SR (Rated PG-13.)

VALENTINE -- (Grade: F) In this Valentine's Day massacre, the killer dons an appropriate mask. Basically, bloodshed is caused by a man with a broken heart. Through a series of threatening Valentine's Day cards, the masked murderer targets a group of pretty coeds (Denise Richards, Jessica Capshaw, Jessica Cauffiel, Director Jaime Blanks (Urban Legends) is working from a long tradition of low-brow films. So it's comical just how suspense-less and unfunny Valentine turns out to be. There is little laughter and there is even less screaming. Firmly based in the genre of trashy fun, Valentine turns out to be just uninspired trash. -- SR (Rated R.)

THE WEDDING PLANNER -- (Grade: B) It's Matthew McConaughey and Jennifer Lopez's cinematic love child, The Wedding Planner. It looks good. But don't expect anything deeper than the dimples on McConaughey's cheeks.

San Francisco wedding planner Mary Fiore (Lopez) is great at her job, but bad at her love life. Enter mystery-man Steve Edison (McConaughey), who saves Mary's life from a runaway dumpster. He's smart, successful and sexy. The only hitch is Mary is planning his wedding.

Director Adam Shankman stays out of the way and lets his stars smolder for the camera. And while The Wedding Planner won't stand the test of time, it's a fine date movie and should find an audience that doesn't care for the awards season. -- RP (Rated PG-13.)

WHAT WOMEN WANT -- (Grade: B) What women want is Mel Gibson. And after this film, I can't say I blame them. Gibson turns on the charm with a stylish, almost self-mocking performance as a man who suddenly discovers he can hear women's thoughts.

The film is solid but nothing happens that you wouldn't expect. Yet, on Gibson's charisma alone, What Women Want transcends from mindless studio fluff to peppy studio fluff. You may not laugh, but you'll smile a lot. -- RP (Rated PG-13.)

personals | classifieds | cover | news | music | movies | arts | listings | columns | dining | classifieds | mediakit | home