“Abduction” focuses on a youth who discovers the parents who raised him aren’t his real folks, a revelation that triggers events and leaves him running for his life.

Sure, Taylor Lautner (2010′s “Eclipse”) looks good when he’s ripping off his shirt and turning into a werewolf, but does he have what it takes to carry an entire film? “Abduction,” his first solo headlining gig since hitting it big with the “Twilight” series, answers this question with a doubtful shrug. Granted, few actors (if any) could make this particular project work—as disquietingly directed by John Singleton (2003′s “2 Fast 2 Furious”) and inanely written by musician Shawn Christensen, it’s increasingly dopey—but Lautner isn’t exactly a master thespian, either. He’s not hopeless like Alex Pettyfer—at least there’s a sliver of charisma in what he does—but as a performer he has the complexity of a Tinker Toy.
Abduction” has its unintentionally amusing pleasures, but they aren’t enough to overcome how decidedly pedestrian the film is as a thriller. Cobbled together with a preponderance of dumb ideas, the only fun comes in guessing what clichéd howler will escape the actors’ mouths next. When Nathan asks Dr. Bennett what’s going on, she actually replies, “There’s no time to explain.” When he presses her further, she hastily exclaims, “There’s no time!” And so it goes.

Of the titles from its animated library that Disney previously has selected to present on the giant screen–”Fantasia 2000,” “Beauty and the Beast”–”The Lion King,” along with Thanksgiving’s “Treasure Planet,” is particularly suited to the format. The film is replete with the grand vistas that are already a mainstay of large-format filmmaking and an enveloping audio mix that includes not only its award-winning score and songs but nature noises as well. (The roars, especially, demonstrate the format’s amazing sound capability.)
In addition, the tale, about a lion cub who is deceived into thinking that he is the cause of his father’s death and so forsakes his rightful place as king, is epic in nature, and the giant screen serves to only further the emotional wallop. After the movie’s operatic wildebeest stampede, a scene of cinematic magnificence, the gorge lies empty, and the size of the picture is such that one painfully feels right there with Simba as he nuzzles the corpse of his father.
1hr 29min‎‎ – Rated G‎‎ – Animation‎. Director: Rob Minkoff – Cast: Matthew Broderick, Niketa Calame, Jim Cummings, James Earl Jones, Nathan Lane.

I am sure this would be well-loved by those who are fond of going to movies. Great and sought-after scenes will be remembered because of the great filmmaking.

It’s complicated making a movie like 50/50, which was written by Will Reiser based on his own early-twenties experience with a tumor on his spine. That scene, and the whole film really, intermingles anonymous tragedy with blunt comedy, but uneasily—in a way that suggests that though it’s OK to laugh, we shouldn’t exactly feel good about it. (Indeed, moments later, Adam doesn’t feel too good either, barfing miserably as the chemo’s side effects kick in.)
The anger in 50/50 is often so intensely focused that we can only presume Reiser’s targeting individuals from his own experience: a doctor, perhaps, who delivered a cancer diagnosis into a tape recorder as if he weren’t even there and then described his shattering condition as “really quite fascinating.” The script is particularly sharp on the ways that cancer paints other people into behavioral corners, as when Rachael faces the choice of swallowing her doubts about her relationship with Adam or being The Girl Who Ditched Her Brave Cancer Boyfriend.

Dear moviegoers, we have another reason to stay long inside the movie house because we have another breed of film made by a great film maker. The movie entitled “What’s Your Number” swipes off all the timidity and indolence you feel this weekend.

f pop culture is any guidepost, the current crop of under-30 females are an obtuse combination of determined moralists and brazen harlots. While disgusted with labels that legitimize their bed-hopping reputations, they simultaneously see easy sex as a hide and seek game toward a lasting relationship. At least, that’s the peculiar premise behind the latest stab at a romantic (?) comedy (??) entitled What’s Your Number? Starring the misbegotten Anna Faris and focusing on her unwed obsession with her 20 ex-lovers, we are supposed to experience a frazzled, unfocused young woman coming to terms with her slutty past while avoiding a spinster present. In fact, all we get are the frenzied and fuzzy parts.
This is a 1hr and 46min‎‎. Rated R‎‎ – Romance/Comedy‎
Director: Mark Mylod – Cast: Anna Faris, Chris Evans, Zachary Quinto, Andy Samberg, Ari Graynor.