A perfectly fine movie that is ripe for a remake. "What if Robinson Crusoe had his family on the island with him?" is a great setup for a movie. The final action sequence is worth the price of admission.

Charming and funny, with a scene-stealing performance from George C. Scott, but the Rescuers Down Undeh' never quite reaches the dizzying genius of the first Rescuers film. Still well worth your time though.

It's rare that a movie's ending shocks me the way this one did. First and foremost it's a masterpiece of screenwriting, followed shortly by being a masterpiece of direction and acting. It deserved every Oscar it was nominated for.

Brilliant, just brilliant. And laugh-out-loud funny, with a villainess who's bad to the bone.

In order to achieve one star in my reviews, something has to happen in that movie. Anything. But somehow, Paris, Texas manages to stretch a whole lot of nothing out for 2 1/2 hours. And not in the Seinfeld way - in the "screaming at my TV in sheer agony and boredom because this is a soulless waste of a movie devoid of human emotion or plot of any kind" way. How anyone can watch this film and think it's one of the greats is beyond me. For 2 1/2 hours it incessantly breaks the first and most important rule of storytelling: Do Not Bore Me. Paris, Texas did absolutely nothing but bore me. It is pretentious, without merit, and a joyless waste of time.