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During a standard life-story interview, people describe phases of their lives as if they were outlining chapters, from the sandlot years through adolescence and middle age. They also describe several crucial scenes in detail, including high points (the graduation speech, complete with verbal drum roll); low points (the college nervous breakdown, complete with the list of witnesses); and turning points. With the decline of manufacturing and few formal jobs, many residents make a meager living off one another’s misery. That DreamWorks ogre’s skin is the color of money after all. (This may be why I liked it better than the others.

But then again, so did my kids.) With the decline of manufacturing and few formal jobs, many residents make a meager living off one another’s misery.

That DreamWorks ogre’s skin is the color of money after all. But there is nonetheless a feeling of finality about “Shrek the Third,” a sense that the tale has at last reached a state of completion. Which is only to say that “Shrek the Third,” directed by Chris Miller and Raman Hui from a script with a half-dozen credited begetters, already feels less like a children’s movie than either of its predecessors. (Ready or not, the studio is talking about a fourth.) Aesthetically and conceptually wrung out, fizzled rather than fizzy, this latest installment in the spider-bites-boy adventure story shoots high, swings low and every so often hits the sweet spot, but mostly just plods and plods along, as if its heart were pumping tired radioactive blood. Most of the decisions involving this sequel to the spirited original "Barbershop" — a movie that itself cobbled together pieces of other projects — are about carefully retracing the steps of that 2002 hit in order to keep those $100 Benjamins flowing. The cinematographer, Sean Kirby, has done some striking work here. The prowling camera and dusky colors give much of “Zoo,” which opens with the portentous image of what appear to be miners emerging from a tunnel, a sumptuous, almost velvety look and vibe, an effect enhanced by the repeated use of slow-motion photography.

Characters don’t just walk in this film; they float across the frame, pouring like liquid toward their inexorable destinies. For all I know, there may be an endless supply of “Shrek” sequels in the pipeline. (This may be why I liked it better than the others.

After exploring the predominance of violence in American culture in Bowling for Columbine and taking a critical look at the September 11th attacks in Fahrenheit 9/11, activist filmmaker Michael Moore turns his attentions towards the topic of health care in the United States in this documentary that weighs the plight of the uninsured against the record profits of the pharmaceutical industry. If ever a movie had a case of the blues and the blahs, it’s “Spider-Man 3,” the third and what feels like the end of Sam Raimi’s big-screen comic-book adaptations.

That DreamWorks ogre’s skin is the color of money after all. But there is nonetheless a feeling of finality about “Shrek the Third,” a sense that the tale has at last reached a state of completion. But then again, so did my kids.) As it happens, the over-all shape does recall a Busby Berkeley musical — snappy story, lavish number, snappy story, lavish number — but without the snap or fun. A movie featuring Ice Cube bellowing "No more profanity. Most of the decisions involving this sequel to the spirited original "Barbershop" — a movie that itself cobbled together pieces of other projects — are about carefully retracing the steps of that 2002 hit in order to keep those $100 Benjamins flowing. But although Ice Cube's business sense is right on the money, the minor surprises of the first film are gone.

The prowling camera and dusky colors give much of “Zoo,” which opens with the portentous image of what appear to be miners emerging from a tunnel, a sumptuous, almost velvety look and vibe, an effect enhanced by the repeated use of slow-motion photography. Characters don’t just walk in this film; they float across the frame, pouring like liquid toward their inexorable destinies. Instead they go to a Koranic school, where they learn the Koran by rote.

That DreamWorks ogre’s skin is the color of money after all. (This may be why I liked it better than the others.

But then again, so did my kids.) (Ready or not, the studio is talking about a fourth.) Aesthetically and conceptually wrung out, fizzled rather than fizzy, this latest installment in the spider-bites-boy adventure story shoots high, swings low and every so often hits the sweet spot, but mostly just plods and plods along, as if its heart were pumping tired radioactive blood. As it happens, the over-all shape does recall a Busby Berkeley musical — snappy story, lavish number, snappy story, lavish number — but without the snap or fun. A movie featuring Ice Cube bellowing "No more profanity. " — and meaning it — should produce a lot more laughs than this intermittently amusing sequel. With the decline of manufacturing and few formal jobs, many residents make a meager living off one another’s misery. With the decline of manufacturing and few formal jobs, many residents make a meager living off one another’s misery.

For all I know, there may be an endless supply of “Shrek” sequels in the pipeline. (This may be why I liked it better than the others. But then again, so did my kids.)

As it happens, the over-all shape does recall a Busby Berkeley musical — snappy story, lavish number, snappy story, lavish number — but without the snap or fun. Most of the decisions involving this sequel to the spirited original "Barbershop" — a movie that itself cobbled together pieces of other projects — are about carefully retracing the steps of that 2002 hit in order to keep those $100 Benjamins flowing.

It is, rather more coyly, also about a man who died from a perforated colon after he arranged to have sex with a stallion. The thief's girlfriend Sherry (Nia Long), who is also the mother of his child, lives in a small Southern town, and Malcolm plans to set up a stake-out in the house across the street from Sherry's. She, however, is running out of patience with his protracted adolescence. They have largely ignored the first-person explanation — the life story that people themselves tell about who they are, and why. Stories are stories, after all. The attractive stranger at the airport bar hears one version, the parole officer another, and the P.T.A. That DreamWorks ogre’s skin is the color of money after all.

The current installment finds him faced with impending fatherhood and something of a career crisis. After exploring the predominance of violence in American culture in Bowling for Columbine and taking a critical look at the September 11th attacks in Fahrenheit 9/11, activist filmmaker Michael Moore turns his attentions towards the topic of health care in the United States in this documentary that weighs the plight of the uninsured against the record profits of the pharmaceutical industry. Raimi as it has Peter Parker, but it seems as if it has zapped his gracious good humor, which was so critical to the first two films.

A movie featuring Ice Cube bellowing "No more profanity. Ice Cube returns as star and executive producer of "Barbershop 2." His Calvin Palmer provides the common sense that holds the shop together, a glue it desperately needs.