Street Kings is a disaster for several simple reasons: a preposterous premise, less credible plot twists, too much gratuitous violence, too many ethnic slurs, an absence of likable characters plus another wooden performance from Keanu Reeves.

A dysfunctional-family drama which might as well have been titled Smart Alecks

Leguizamo, along with Rosie Perez, give intense and credible performances in what could easily be a B movie.

A surreal adventure which whimsically intertwines the lives of several women whose paths crisscross in present-day Tel Aviv.

A turn of the century saga, starring Oscar winner Daniel Day Lewis, ostensibly-inspired by Oil!, the class-conscious novel published by Upton Sinclair back in 1927.

The film was not a vehicle for its impressive veteran cast to showcase their talent. The characters were poorly developed and felt one dimensional.

Half slapstick, half romantic romp, the picture is at its best when indulging in witty repartee between Clooney and Renee Zellweger.

A kinky dramedy that is every bit as eerily chilling as it is irreverently funny

A slight, surreal cinematic experiment apt to enthrall the more discerning theatergoer, while leaving the mundane masses scratching their heads and asking, “Is that it?”

An eye-opening documentary which paints a good picture of what life is like for today’s hobos.

Well-scripted and convincingly executed, this raw, super-realistic thriller is made all the more riveting by the sense you get that very similar scenarios are likely currently unfolding all across America

Run, Fatboy, Run is well enough crafted to keep you in stitches while on the edge of your seat for the duration, even if this laff-a-minute escape is more mindless than cerebral.