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There is simply nothing worthy of recommendation here.

This one has good chemistry and a feisty performance from Dunst.

Friday Night Lights never wavers in its commitment to that perfect, quintessentially American moment.

Hostel is, on one level, your standard slice-and-dice bloodbath... but it's also a startlingly brazen attack on America's sense of entitlement.

The scenario piles improbability upon improbability in an attempt to introduce fresh twists to an already exhausted premise.

There's no real involvement, or epic feel, though there is enough emotion to make it worthwhile.

Overall, this is a disappointment from LaBute.

The ghost of [Rec] haunts the production, which is enough to ensure it stays semi-focused upon the horror of being trapped in a vortex of feral rage.

It's so oozy with reverence for the national game, you feel like taking up topless darts to get away from it.

In between the 1000cc revs, the squeaking leather and the speed-induced adrenalin rushes, a plot lurks.

The simple search and rescue plot is more than adequate an adventure in which to indulge the antics of our original toys, and allows space to throw in a few choice newcomers.

If there is one word to describe World Trade Center it would be 'reverent'. If it wasn't so well directed, so well acted, so well edited, Stone might be accused of going soft.