Let me preface my remarks with an anecdote of minor humiliation that took me right back to my own days of teary-eyed virginity.

Suppose you’re effectively the last women on earth. A bunch of young soldiers protect and provide for you. Isn’t giving them some action the proper thing…

The achievement of the The 25th Hour is to take a concept that should be a hackneyed mess and turns it into film of incredible versatility.

Exit on 7th.

In the future, cloning is a big issue. “They” tried to clone a human and the results were bad in someway which is never discussed.

As the title states, this is a film in five parts involving a pair of strangers who become lovers, only to end up strangers once again.

I can’t remember anything so haphazard and mindless.

Dude, where’s my gun?