Who really won this summer's box-office sweepstakes? Was it the studio with the testosterone-fueled action hits or the little romantic comedy with a friend in high places?

Celebrating its first profitable year, DreamWorks exhibits the charm and the hauteur of a classic studio -- leaving Hollywood skeptical about the big picture.

Every spring, Hollywood descends on Manhattan to tout the new fall TV shows, and every spring, we scratch our heads and wonder, "What were they thinking?"

When Jim Wiatt jumped to the William Morris Agency after twenty years at ICM, the message was clear -- when the studios' profits dwindle, it's every agent for himself.

Miramax hit the mother lode of Oscar nominations, especially with Chicago and Gangs of New York—films as brash as honcho Harvey Weinstein. Does anyone else stand a chance?

For a week in late winter, Park City, Utah, is indie filmmaking’s wildest bazaar, with people hawking their goods and hoping to stamp the tony Sundance brand on their products.