Preferably, never.

What should I expect from a movie that is directed by a grown man who calls himself McG?

I’d actually given Lucy Lui’s ass a separate credit. It gets more screen time than Bill Murray, so I think the credit is warranted.

So, there we have it: Spielberg puts on a good show. But is he an artist? I have never thought so…

There are two lessons that one can take from the deliriously goofy Cabin Fever, one of which is that hillbillies are destined to take over the world.

I think some prop department has a Cramps poster and they break it out whenever some kid is supposed to be Alternative

A work of such deceptive simplicity and self-assurance that it makes even the commonplace appear fresh and exciting.

The American people have spoken and, as usual, what they have to say has me contemplating a slow dance in the middle of the interstate.