Mitchell Woo

An amazing film that reminds us why we love cinema. The added footage, though, is not necessary, and, I feel, lessens the impact of this poignant, beautiful story.

My late mother woke me to see this film on late-night television in 1962. In 1999 I told my 12-year-old daughter she would watch a 3 1/2 hour, black & white film in Japanese she rolled her eyes. Fifteen years later she had the symbols of the film's battle flag tattooed on her.

Egads, what a waste of a talented cast. The film is so slowly paced, and what little tension it has is telegraphed by the dreadful soundtrack. What was Simmons, usually excellent, doing with that Community Theater accent? A waste of a so-so mystery novel.

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A cute fable. Blake Lively doesn't do a deep exploration of her character, but that might be just what is needed for a person whose life needs to be closed to others. The usual excellent performances by Bates, Ford, and Burstyn, and a pretunaturally charming Huisman.

A thoughtful Post-apocalyptic story that reminds us of the healing powers of Art and of families both biological and circumstantial.

Despite the anticipation generated by the cast, we were left unmoved and unimpressed. The story was predictable, the wisecracking was tiresome and the gaps in the plot gaped wider than Gal Gadot's terrific smile. Strictly Paint-By-Numbers.

I absolutely love this film despite the claims that it lends glamor to poverty and perpetuates the "Happy, singing Negro" myth. The vibrance, dance, and, of course, the astounding music never fail to thrill me after 60 years of viewings. I was about 10 years old when my mother woke me to watch it. It was this film, more than any other, that brought me to love cinema. Thanks, Mom.

This film is ACHINGLY poor in its acting, direction, dialogue and execution. It might have been fun to seen as a second feature on a Saturday matinee...when I was twelve years old. My wife and I laughed and groaned through twenty minutes before switching channels. And why couldn't they decide what size to render Kong? His scale was as erratic as the action was predictable.

A layered and engrossing drama, with an exceptional performance by Ruffalo, and a fearless turn by Lewis. The evolution of Ruffalo's Dominick was heartwrenching...my wife and I were forced to watch one episode per night because it was too emotionally draining to watch more.