Alex Cross is a bad film, and that’s all there is to say on the matter.

Argo is an immediate Best Picture frontrunner and one of 2012’s best films.

As amusing as Seven Psychopaths can be, as inspired as much of its grotesque carnage is, I’m not sold on the finished product.

At its heart Sinister is a tragedy of a man inadvertently attempting to fall on a sword of his own welding, making the final moments more poignantly heartrending then I anticipated.

Taken 2 is a total hoot. Problem is, it’s not meant to be one.

Looper is Grade A sci-fi entertainment. Johnson’s film works, and like all great time travel epics, this is one adventure we’re all going to be thinking about far into the unknowable future.

Dredd didn’t do much for me, and while my final judgment is hardly as negative as it could have been, that doesn’t mean my passing of sentence labeling the film as forgettable is an endorsement people should purchase a ticket to see it in a theatre.

Early on House at the End of the Street had me intrigued. By the midsection I was completely captivated by it. But by the end? By that point I was ready to throw things at the screen and howl my disapproval at how wildly off the rails this Hitchcockian enterprise in suspense and terror had suddenly become.

For as confident as Jarecki’s handling of it all might be, and as breezily paced as Arbitrage is, it’s just too hard to get past the inherent sense of dramatic déjà vu that permeates the production.