Prairie Miller

If there's a job that can be viewed as even more loathsome than say, IRS investigator or debt collector, it's George Clooney's odious occupation in the not exactly uplifting downsizing satire, Up In The Air.

Marty meets Taxi Driver's toned down Travis Bickle with subtitles in Gigante, a delightfully improbable Latin American love story playing out despite enormous odds, in Uruguay.

Movies about the traumas of US wars seem to fare better when sticking to the more familiar turf of what is going down dramatically on the home front, rather than in conflict abroad.

A title not to be mistaken as being addressed to the filmmaker by his skeptical dad in reaction to this movie, but maybe should be, My Son, My Son, What Have Ye Done manages to come off as both baffling and mystifying at the same time.

In some ways continuing the journey across America while dabbling in geriatric redemption where Jack Nicholson left off last year in Rob Reiner's The Bucket List, Robert De Niro hits the road towards self-realization in Everybody's Fine.