Get Him to the Greek kept me laughing hard and often.
Me and Orson Welles manged to be both boring and entertaining in equal measure.
Leaves of Grass, anchored by Ed Norton in dual roles, is a less juvenile Pineapple Express that deftly mixes black comedy, ultra-violence, and high-grade marijuana into a heady and potent brew that defies most genre conventions.
How to Train Your Dragon was a pure delight from start to finish; I was completely in love with the dragon from the first moment he appeared on screen.
Afterschool is further proof that kids these days are more fucked up than they should be...a scary film for anyone with kids or about to have them...good luck!
Dear John was cloying, sentimental pap that was better than it had any right to be thanks to the performances of Richard Jenkins, Amanda Seyfried, and Channing Tatum (who still comes off a bit MMR).
The Girl Who Played With Fire is a worthy follow-up to The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo; twisty and twisted with a wallop of a finale, it's yet another trip into a Swedish hell-hole of sexual depravity and furious violence.
Boogie Woogie sucked.
Holy Rollers was too slight to leave any lasting impact but Jesse Eisenberg gives yet another splendid performance in this true story of a group of naive Hasidic Jews who were duped into a drug smuggling ring.
Please Give was a terrific little film with awesome performances from a deep cast (Rebecca Hall, Oliver Platt, Amanda Peet, Catherine Keener) that showcases writer/director Nicole Holofcener (Fiends with Money, Lovely & Amazing) at the top of her craft.
Splice is a kinky, gushy, slimy, and extremely entertaining horror thriller with equal parts brain and gore.
Life During Wartime may be Todd Solondz's least impressive film but that doesn't mean it's got a lot going for it, chiefly, some excellent performances, and Solondz's ever impressive gift of awkward social commentary.
I'm Still Here, a.k.a. The Joaquin Phoenix documentary, is a sloppy little exercise in "wink-wink" celebrity satire that has to be seen to be believed; while it's now known to be completely fake and scripted, the film has a strange and unpredictable vibe that's not dissimilar to looking at a fiery car wreck.
Winter's Bone is a bleak, cold, and dark indie drama that I'll probably never see again but will never forget due to Jennifer Lawrence's stunning lead performance and a final 10 minutes that kick you in the gut.
Red Riding: 1974 is an engrossing and complex British serial killer thriller that's the first part of a trilogy; I'm looking forward to seeing the other two installments.