• Dukes of Hazzard: Don't worry about it - according to Kenneth Turan ("It's a cosmic void where a movie ought to be, a collection of promotable elements strung together until it's time for the next show") and Tony Scott ("It would help if the movie ... actually bothered to be a movie, rather than some car chases punctuated by shots of Ms. Simpson sashaying toward the camera (or more often, away from it"), it doesn't even exist.
  • My Date With Drew: Remember that show that used to be on E! - Star Dates? This is essentially the feature documentary version of that -- except Drew Barrymore (thankfully) is no Tina Yothers.
  • 2046: Sexier and brighter than In the Mood For Love, Wong Kar Wai's latest took five years to make and wrecked his long-standing relationship  with cinematographer Christopher Doyle. But Manhola, as least, thinks it was totally worth it: "It gives us a glimpse of the eternal and, like art at its most sublime, like this film, a means for transcendence."
  • Broken Flowers: Universally well-reviewed, this is Jim Jarmusch's last best hope for the mainstream success he's probably never wanted. David Edelstein is absolutely gobsmacked over the film, and especially over Bill Murray: "the ironic hipster clown has become God's loneliest man."