Russell Crowe, performing stoically as the dour Robin Hood, decides to leave his belt un-swashbuckled and his charm at home. The result is a folk hero who plods through a heavyhanded costume drama that really has nothing new to offer.
There's not a moment to quote or a scene to hold on to, but the fun of this film -- much like in the game -- is in the relentless pace, in the 2 hours packed back to back with action.
Kites starts off well enough, but loses itself in a mess of superficiality, which would have been just fine if the film wasn't also masquerading as operatic drama.
Badmaash Company is an unimaginably boring film that is so amateurish it hurts.
The first film gave us the backstory and this sequel packs in, some might feel, far too much gravy for one film. But this is Iron Man, and he writes his own hyperactive ticket. So buckle up and keep your eyes open.
The director of Heyy Babyy is an offensive humourist, and while there might not be anything wrong with that approach per se, he tries far too hard to forcibly inject consistently lame humour from every pore of his film.
This is a paean to cinema of the 80s, a buddy movie, and a time travel comedy, all rolled into one mad package. It doesn't succeed in either genre, and overstays its welcome thanks to its pottymouth, but it does have its moments.
The film seems too brief and simplistic for a full-length feature, and most of this film passes by with such unhurried lack of necessity that it really doesn't matter if you're looking at the screen or not. It's very pretty, but most of it is unfortunately very pretty wallpaper.
Dibakar Banerjee's movie is bleak, bittersweet, funny and markedly unglamorous, and yet you come out humming the theme tune, your head blown clear off your shoulders.
It is Formula One's most tantalizing driver line-up in decades, and yet all we have is hope that the FIA sees sense and does something to make the races less processional.
The new Alice In Wonderland -- not a patch on Disney's 1951 animated classic of the same name.
The 82nd Annual Academy Awards were, without question, the most badly written and weakly produced show in the last two decades, and quite likely one of the most drab shows of all time.
This is a casual drive, short enough to not mind, long enough to leave you slightly tired.
Tabu herself can't help being a good actress. But she clearly doesn't have the wherewithal to rescue a script this weak.
My Name Is Khan is a film that will have the galleries cheering and making sure there aren't many dry eyes in the house.
Overall, this is a pretty neat album by Prayag, a Hindi indie rock band, that throws in the odd surprise.
The movie starring Salman Khan and Zarine Khan is so dated it hurts.
This is a film children should all be encouraged to watch.
The first episode of 24 is the start of a potentially explosive new season, and it'll be good to see Sutherland and Kapoor find themselves dynamic.