Pretty good documentary that makes me want to listen to everything A Tribe Called Quest has ever done, which can't be said about other music documentaries. The film is a little slow and Reading Rainbow-esque. I hate the shaky cam style too. Some of the shots could have been perfect had Rapaport invested in a fucking tripod. However, the drama between Phife Dawg and Q-Tip towards the end make this one you shouldn't miss.

As much as I want to like this film, because Paul Rudd is a charming, hilarious actor, this is a terrible film. Blame it on the marketing, the title, whatever you want, but this is just a slow-moving, no-laugh dramedy. The best scene, of course, comes from Rudd at the tail-end, confronting everything in a bout to save the entire film and become some James L. Brooks-type film. However, I feel that Peretz and his crew (which is a talented cast that is totally wasted) missed an opportunity. This could've been a classic like The Jerk or shown off Rudd's talent to be the stupidly charming guy in the room. What we get is some hip bullshit flick that aims for love and heart. When really, all we want to see is Rudd make us laugh with his great sense of random, off-beat humor. My life = 87 minutes shorter. Thanks, I could've been playing Twisted Metal 2.

Good parts. Jeremy Irons steals the movie. However, this film lacks the emotional power of Glengarry Glen Ross, which is what it wants to be. Watchable, entertaining, but missing the connection/heft that makes money dramas like GGR and Wall Street so compelling. Let's face it, I honestly didn't have a clue what these guys were talking about half the time. Had that jargon been replaced with some type of do-or-die atmosphere that I wanted to feel, but never did, I think the film would've been better.

This is a fun movie and much more than I expected. I liked the origin part of the story and thought it was better than the EARTH storyline, which was weightless thanks to Natalie Portman and Kat Dennings, who are only in the movie for guys like me to ogle and wonder how they are in bed. It's the truth. Whatever. However, I had fun with the film. It knows it's stupid, big fun. It does exactly what Green Lantern doesn't - deliver a good time.

For budding filmmakers, watch this to learn how NOT to make a comic book flick. Green Lantern is chock full of ideas, some cool, others looking like a computer game straight out of 1994 - and yes, I watched the blu-ray of this. But none of the ideas have any weight because they are thrown together so quickly. The best parts - like Hal Jordan's training - go by so quickly for sake of storyline, which is barely there. It's hard for me to say this but Blake Lively is the only redeeming quality of this picture. She's gorgeous, and, I hope, in 50 years time, she'll be just as beautiful as Ellen Barkin. Right now, she's the hottest woman I've seen grace the screen. If only this film were as good-looking or good as her. This film proves that DC really still doesn't know what it's doing. They're just throwing money at characters. Marvel's doing the same, but at least those movies are fun to watch.