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Kevin Carr heads out to the movies this week, making a stop in a fox hole with the Fantastic Mr. Fox, and then moving on to the end of the world.

‘Fantastic Mr. Fox’ is definitely a Wes Anderson movie; it’s full of whimsy and alienation, and it explores troubled relationships. It’s also animated and about a family of foxes. The combination makes for a unique experience.

Alec Baldwin is randomly crying. Meryl Streep is a little bit of a slut. Steve Martin, still crazy. And writer/director Nancy Meyers is back again for another round of romcom

Have you seen anything this year worthy of next year’s Oscars? If so, what? What do you think should get nominated? Who should win? Bethany Perryman wants to know.

Kevin Carr breaks down the week’s releases, looking at G.I. Joe: The Rise of Cobra, Julie & Julia, and A Perfect Getaway.

By the end of the movie you’ll probably find yourself hungry, and not just for that delicious looking bruschetta from earlier in the film. The movie itself fails to satisfy or feel complete in any way, and will probably leave you craving something more substantial. They learn to cook. They cook. The end.

Kevin throws some hatred Neil’s way for being one of the few critics in the country to be allowed to see G.I. Joe: The Rise of COBRA. They put their differences aside for a brief moment to discuss the alien holocaust movie known as Julie & Julia.

It’s almost the weekend! Wanna get laid? Want your girlfriend/wife/lifemate/roommate you hook up with occasionally after karaoke night to cook delicious crap you can’t pronounce for like, a month? Take her to see this movie. And know a little backstory.

Julie & Julia has been cooking up some serious drama in the foodie world. One part movie based on a blog, two parts snark, and the zest of good ol’ fashioned dissin’. 500 degrees for 18-22 minutes. Recipe for disaster? You tell us.

Somehow, even though his part appears to be quite small and he’s only doing voice, Jason Schwartzman steals the show in this new trailer.

A little peek into the tiny world of Wes Anderson’s Stop-Motion

On paper, this looks like a nice teaming. Alec Baldwin is a great actor, and I don’t care if he’s beating his kids with aluminum trash cans. Steve Martin, well, that’s another story.

Flip back and forth between an episode of Maury when he’s interviewing a woman who doesn’t know who her baby daddy is and My Big Fat Greek Wedding while playing ABBA’s greatest hits album in the background. Add a dose of Meryl Streep and Pierce Brosnen and you get Mamma Mia!.

It’s no wonder that our illustrious Executive Editor Neil Miller wondered if he grew ovaries after discovering he enjoyed this movie.

Meryl Streep is throwing a big, fat, Greek wedding for her daughter, and it’s an open bar!

Well, Christmas didn’t come early after all at the Reject Report. Guess what Santa left under the tree this weekend for Tom Cruise and for Fred Claus? That’s right– nothing.

One way to make things more tolerable is to knock back a few while watching the movie. Who knows… maybe after a few beers, Robert Redford’s sermons might make more sense.

Like its predecessors, this film fails more out of boredom than message. Actually, a more appropriate title for Lions for Lambs could be Lamenting for Liberals.

This is Robert Redford’s seventh film as a director. Lions For Lambs is not his worst, but it is certainly not his best.

A very special welcome to all of you members of the Writers Guild of America, East and West, who are looking in on this web site in between the picketing.