Bill Nighy makes great art in the territory between utter poise and utter collapse.

The History Boys shows why Dead Poets Society was such a sham.

Reinvention, indeed: Daniel Craig is a Bond we could get used to seeing in a tuxedo.

As Diane Arbus in the quasi-biopic Fur, Nicole Kidman suffers from personality-deficit disorder.

Volver’s heady pleasures expire a little too soon. Death of a President is a sleepy provocation.

Borat’s uproarious, until he’s not. Riding the new wave of squirm comedy.

No one does bad parenting better than Annette Bening. Plus: Dirty Harry’s anti-violence campaign.

Leave the rich girl alone. Music aside, Sofia Coppola’s Marie Antoinette is far from a royal disgrace.

California Split begins with Altmanesque babble, which is always in the background. We’re used to gambling movies made in a style as feverish as their protagonists. But Altman sits back and watches the ebb and flow—the traffic of lost souls.

Everyone’s going to hell in The Departed, and Martin Scorsese has fun killing them off along the way.