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Review: Poms

Three cheers for braving new things as we age! One cheer for the movie Poms, which should have been so much better given its veteran ensemble of Hollywood golden girls. The movie has moments that are relatable and funny and poignant, but it doesn’t break any new ground and will escape your memory faster than you can say Bring It On. It’s a bittersweet comedy about death and dying. And living. And friendship.

Frankenweenie

Frankenweenie is frankenweird. But that should come as no surprise to fans (and detractors) of the brilliantly bizarre director Tim Burton (Dark Shadows, Alice in Wonderland, Edward Scissorhands, Corpse Bride, Beetlejuice, etc.) It is, after all, a film about a boy and his dead dog. Okay, perhaps I should say a boy and his re-animated dog. Either way, it’s doggone strange. And yet…

Charlie St. Cloud

I see dead people. Or, at least, I see Zac Efron seeing dead people in the fantasy romantic drama Charlie St. Cloud. The movie is part Ghost, part Ghost Whisperer and part Sixth Sense, so it’s fairly easy to stay one step ahead of the dialogue and plot, with just a few exceptions.