Just because I'm not the target audience doesn't mean they deserve this.

"Well alright," Matthew McConaughey finally makes a great movie.

Third time's the charm and Paul is here to pick up the slack after those other two alien disasters.

It's battle of the alien flicks this weekend where ultimately it's audiences who lose either way.

Mars may need moms, but we sure didn't need this boring movie about it.

Close, but sadly not the be-all end-all of Michael Jackson spoofery.

Don't be surprised to see this heaping helping of awesome take Best Animated Feature at next year's Oscars.

Take a trip with these knuckleheads in a film that deserves its own two bags of peanuts.

Damon and Blunt give us a romantic subplot worth rooting for in this fantastic Philip K. Dick adaptation.

Is March here to save us from theater-going woes? It would appear so on paper.