Weekend Peep Show: Big Weepie, Charmed Sci Fi, Scruffy Hottie
Sony Pictures
Reign Over Me
There are two distinctive words of mouth over this September 11 sobfest starring Don Cheadle and Adam Sandler. Some say this is the best movie ever and that Sandler deserves an Oscar—has to get an Oscar. I'm serious. One exec I spoke to, who doesn't even work for the studio releasing Reign, said he cried nonstop.
Then there's the other school of thought, which is that Reign is being dumped in March because writer-director Mike Binder has made yet another movie with stellar performances that never really comes together (think Kevin Costner and Joan Allen in The Upside of Anger).
Who's right? Well, as a huge fan of Binder's underrated The Mind of the Married Man who was also deeply frustrated by the off-kilter pacing of Upside, I'm gonna be annoying and say that both schools are probably a little bit right.
New Line Cinema
The Last Mimzy
You have to understand. I have to be handcuffed and tied to the couch to watch science fiction. It's my loss, yes, I know. But The Last Mimzy turned me around. This is the little movie that could. If you don't go see it this weekend, shame on you! Girls, this story is so charmed, and boys, people fly and there are crazy bridges in the sky and stuff!
Lionsgate
Pride
It's hard for me to believe that first-time director Sunu Gonera will be able to rein in Bernie Mac and get a decidedly non-Mr. 3000 performance out of him in this based-on-real-life swim team story. But Terrence Howard, who plays legendary coach Jim Ellis, well, maybe he took care of that.
Paramount Pictures
Shooter
Paramount is, like, in love with this movie. I mean, the butterflies in my stomach went crazy when I saw Mark Wahlberg in the trailer, all scruffy and flannel. Anyhow, Paramount has been screening Shooter so much that it can't not be a satisfying thriller. But is it more? Hmmm. Marky Mark, please call Paul Thomas Anderson and see if he can't put you to work. I miss you being funny and serious and tough.
Fox Atomic
I'm not 17, and I don't really like to make out in movie theaters anymore, but to all the high school students out there who do, rock on! Seriously though, the master Wes Craven and his son, Jonathan Craven, wrote the script. So, if you want to scare yourself into oblivion, go for it.






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