Going to a movie so you won't be offended is like eating potato chips made with Olestra; you avoid the dangers of the real thing, but your insides fill up with synthetic runny stuff.

To say that George Lucas cannot write a love scene is an understatement; greeting cards have expressed more passion.

Some movies run off the rails. This one is like the train crash in The Fugitive. I watched it in mounting gloom, realizing I was witnessing something historic, a film that for decades to come will be the punch line of jokes about bad movies.

I just assume I'm right. Partially out of conviction and partially as a pose.

I know aliens from other worlds are required to arrive in New Mexico, but why stay there?

In thinking about 'depressing movies,' many people don't realize that all bad movies are depressing, and no good movies are.

Because we are human, because we are bound by gravity and the limitations of our bodies, because we live in a world where the news is often bad and the prospects disturbing, there is a need for another world somewhere, a world where Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers live.