The new Hal Hartley movie comes to a grim end. But Alec Baldwin’s latest star outing is…quite likable.

In 28 Weeks Later, zombies spell trouble. But so do the Americans who’ve come to wipe them out. Plus: L’Iceberg, a frozen treat.

Spider-Man 3 is too good-hearted (and lofty). Also, would someone just let Kirsten Dunst fall already?

There’s a reason Raymond Carver kept his stories as trim as he did. Plus: Adventures in zoophilia.

In Hot Fuzz, the Shaun of the Dead guys blow up a quaint English town. Plus: Hopkins vs. Gosling.

A salute to Keaton, who runs away from praise.

Grindhouse is great. Too bad it can’t be seen in its natural habitat.

Homoerotic figure skating has rarely been funnier. Plus: Another reason why Richard Gere shouldn’t be so underrated.

In its crystalline restoration by the UCLA Film and Television Archive, Killer of Sheep can be seen (and reseen) as a great—the greatest—cinematic tone poem of American urban life.

The Lookout is a nifty neurological thriller that only goes brain-dead at the end. Plus: Adam Sandler’s 9/11 movie.