Elizabethtown

There are only three films opening in wide release this week, but since one of them is being kept in Al Gore's lockbox until the last possible second, only Domino and Elizabethtown get the full treatment today. (This roundup is brought to you by Domino daddy Laurence Harvey's creepy smoothless, and the number eight. As inButterfield 8.)

  • Domino: Jette liked the film despite its flaws while Bob Strauss dug it because of them. Roger Ebert also thinks it's pretty good, in a ferret on crystal meth sort of way. Sadly for director Tony Scott, though, many critics are, well, notaskind - the words "empty" and "soulless" are bandied about, which is never a very good sign.
  • Elizabethtown: Though I've never met him, Cinematical contributor James Rocchi officially became my critic-boyfriend when I read his review. James calls the film on its many weaknesses, and in so doing undercuts the lame formula that Cameron Crowe has been riding for way too long. Ahem. While few others are quite as preceptive as James, many critics fall firmly in the "meh" camp on this one. Even the ones who like it can't muster much real enthusiasm (one even gives it a B+ while calling it a "wildly self-indulgent mess.") Take that, Cameron Crowe.
  • The Fog: HA! Just kidding. As we know, it's too terrible to let critics see it first - this way, people who think Maggie Grace and Tom Welling are hot will go see it tonight. After the reviews come out, even they will realize it's far better to stay at home with their Smallville and Lost DVDs.

Also opening this week in very limited release are The President's Last Bang, which I liked but felt too uneducated fully appreciate,
Nine Lives, and Where the Truth Lies, which Karina likened to "Douglas Sirk on crack." Disappoingly, that turns out to be a mostly bad thing. What everyone else has to say about it will be covered here when the film goes wide in a couple weeks.