“It is a scene expertly written, filmed and acted. After Lena walks away, Russell is left alone on a bridge. Without any attention-grabbing histrionics, Christian Bale plays every moment of that scene so perfectly, you feel as if you’re eavesdropping on real life.

One hesitates to dive into the reference bag to say “a young Brando” when lauding a performance, but Bale is that good here. That GREAT here.

RIchard Roeper, Chicago Sun-Times (x)

“Bale’s part may not be as showy, but at least one moment — when Russell hears a pivotal piece of news on one of Braddock’s bridges — could stand the test of time as a mini-master class in the art of screen acting.”

Anne Hornaday, Washington Post (x)

The reaction from Brother Bear reviewers was mixed, with some panning the film as a retread of older Disney films like The Lion King and the 20th Century Fox film Ice Age (although Brother Bear began production before Ice Age did), while others defended the film as a legitimate variation of the theme. The popular American movie critics Roger Ebert and Richard Roeper have given positive reviews of the film

Since 1999 I’ve been carrying a blue pill in my pocket, holding onto it for the moment when I’d truly need it. The pill, I was told, would instantly erase the memory of any movie — but just the one movie, just the one time.

I was tempted to take that pill after “Freddy Got Fingered.” I had the pill in hand as I walked out of every other Adam Sandler movie of the last decade.

But I hung on to it, knowing something even worse was going to come my way one day.

Midway through “Movie 43,” I knew the day had come. As the credits rolled with the inevitable blooper scenes of actors breaking character and inexplicably laughing when nothing funny is going on, I swallowed that pill, hoping to erase instantly all mental images of what had just transpired.

It didn’t work. The !&$@*! thing didn’t work!

As the ads for “Movie 43” promised (threatened?), you can’t un-see this thing, so please: Stay away. Even if you might think that sitting through “Movie 43” would be an adventure along the lines of experiencing “Showgirls” or “Howard the Duck,” you’ll be filled with regret five minutes into this atrocity. There’s camp-fun bad and interestingly horrible bad, and then there’s just awful.

“Movie 43” is the “Citizen Kane” of awful.

—  Richard Roeper, reviewing Movie 43 (x)

And the absolute worst movie of 2015 is “Jupiter Ascending.” Mila Kunis plays a toilet-scrubbing Chicago maid who is actually the chosen one to save mankind, as she learns when Channing Tatum’s Caine arrives on the scene. Caine is an interplanetary hunter who’s half-wolf, half-human, and he zips around on flying skates, and it’s even worse than it sounds. This is an incomprehensible disaster with characters who have names such as Sargon and Plith and Greeghan and Falque. Anyone who watches this movie is Falqued.

Ah, lazy film criticism. It almost does my job for me. This is Richard Roeper’s attempt to describe Jupiter Ascending as the worst film of 2015. Note in particular that he clearly went on imdb and found some random names (e.g. Falque and Plith) that aren’t even said aloud in the film. I also love how he managed to confuse a species’ name (Sargorn) with a character’s name. It’s a real botch of a ‘review’, and I find its sheer incompetence desperately amusing.

Seriously, if you can’t follow a film - especially an essentially simple romp of a film like Jupiter Ascending - I struggle to understand why you’re even in film criticism in the first place.


This is why he’s the best.

Bale has given a number of memorable performances, but this just might be his best work to date. The Wales-born actor looks, sounds and comports himself like someone who’s been living in the same Pennsylvania town his whole life, who knows he’s probably going to die in that town, and just wants to make the best of it. Bale strikes so many different notes and hits each with the same precision, whether Russell is enjoying a tender moment with his girlfriend, using his charm to get Rodney out of a jam or methodically doing what has to be done with the proverbial shit hits the proverbial fan. It’s as good as any performance I’ve seen all year.
—  Richard Roeper (Chicago Sun Times) review of Out of the Furnace