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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. This film seems to be "All About the Benjamins," to use the title of an Ice Cube action comedy. The bittersweet aspects of the film add texture, though they can't supplant the lack of comedy; there were more laughs in Ice Cube's last picture, "Torque." The cinematographer, Sean Kirby, has done some striking work here. 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.

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Moreover, the tone, the lessons, even the facts in a life story can all shift in the changing light of a person’s mood, its major notes turning minor, its depths appearing shallow. Yet in the past decade or so a handful of psychologists have argued that the quicksilver elements of personal narrative belong in any three-dimensional picture of personality. He said he worries they will end up as poor, illiterate traders like him. (This may be why I liked it better than the others. But then again, so did my kids.) He makes about $2 a day, and cannot afford to send his sons to school. Unless the Shrek team wants to follow its hero into the dangerous swamps of mid-life, thus shifting his literary pedigree away from William Steig and in the direction of John Updike or Philip Roth, it may want to leave him in a condition of more-or-less happily ever after.

(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. 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.

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. The bittersweet aspects of the film add texture, though they can't supplant the lack of comedy; there were more laughs in Ice Cube's last picture, "Torque."

Much has been made of the film’s look, and it’s easy to see why. However, the house is owned by Big Momma (Ella Mitchell), an older woman with a sharp tongue and no patience for back talk, and when Big Momma has to leave town, it leaves her house suspiciously empty. Wendell, who works with a partner, Reyes (Jacob Vargas), out of an Airstream trailer he calls the Ellis Island of the Southwest, means no harm. The appeal of “The Wendell Baker Story” depends on how charming you find the Wilson brothers, with their chipmunk grins and hip smart-aleck attitude. For my taste, a little goes a long way. He said he worries they will end up as poor, illiterate traders like him. For all I know, there may be an endless supply of “Shrek” sequels in the pipeline.

In the first movie Shrek (voiced by Mike Myers) met and wooed his lady love, Fiona (Cameron Diaz); in the second he got to know the in-laws. 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. (This may be why I liked it better than the others.

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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. The story this time unfolds as a series of increasingly dreary and teary melodramatic encounters regularly interrupted by special-effects-laden fights. " — and meaning it — should produce a lot more laughs than this intermittently amusing sequel. 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 bittersweet aspects of the film add texture, though they can't supplant the lack of comedy; there were more laughs in Ice Cube's last picture, "Torque." Much has been made of the film’s look, and it’s easy to see why.

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. Determined to maintain his cover, Malcolm disguises himself as Big Momma, and now has to convince Sherry (and everyone else in the neighborhood) that Big Momma's still in town. Big Momma's House gained considerable pre-production publicity when Lawrence fell into a coma while jogging in a heat wave before the film's start date; Lawrence claimed that he was trying to lose weight to fit more comfortably into his character's "fat suit."

That DreamWorks ogre’s skin is the color of money after all. (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. (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. The director Robinson Devor apparently would like viewers who watch his heavily reconstructed documentary, “Zoo,” to see it as a story of ineluctable desire and human dignity. It is, rather more coyly, also about a man who died from a perforated colon after he arranged to have sex with a stallion. Characters don’t just walk in this film; they float across the frame, pouring like liquid toward their inexorable destinies. In this comedy, a cop assumes a new identity in his valiant battle against crime: an elderly grandmother.

Malcolm Turner (Martin Lawrence) is an FBI agent who is a master of disguise and will stop at nothing to get his man. Wendell, who works with a partner, Reyes (Jacob Vargas), out of an Airstream trailer he calls the Ellis Island of the Southwest, means no harm. This shambling, good-natured comedy is a Wilson family affair.

Smirks are to be had, but no belly laughs. For more than a century, researchers have been trying to work out the raw ingredients that account for personality, the sweetness and neuroses that make Anna Anna, the sluggishness and sensitivity that make Andrew Andrew.