Deborah Ross

Each of these films is dumber than the last, it could go on forever

The production values are high and all the enchanted animals are cute, but where are the jokes?

Mad About the Boy sharply marries the contemporary with the age-old

He imbues his Mickeys with a certain amount of pathos and heft, but he’s not a character you will care about

If you could figure Bob Dylan out, it would all be over