Adam Goldberg

Amusing enough, and a quick read. And Fast Sofa, the movie, keeps the guts of this road trip intact -- enough to realize that our pal Rick is on a real road to nowhere. Jake Busey makes for a creepy and considerably miscast hero, though Jennifer Tilly's wanton Ginger is enough fun for the both of them. Stealing the show, however, is Crispin Glover, as a shut-in sophisticate named Julian who tags along on the latter half of Rick's abortive journey. His outfit alone is reason enough to rent the tape.

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Seldom do movies contain enough power to influence or change our convictions. Through enormously convincing performances, a masterful screenplay, and aggressive direction, this movie takes us on an extraordinary journey into the mind of a fascinating character, providing insight on its unique subject. Move over Good Will Hunting, here comes the ultimate movie about a math wiz!

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Watching "Waking Life" is like eavesdropping on a theoretical discourse between Kierkegaard and Kerouac, while standing in a modern art museum as the paintings come to life and melt into your visual cortex.

An eye-popping, mind-blowing, groundbreaking piece of stream-of-consciousness pop-art philosophy, director Richard Linklater has created a film that turns the notions of dreaming and reality inside out, both visually and conceptually, while telling an absorbing tale of a off-beat teenage boy (Wiley Wiggins) trying to wrap his head around a ponderous waking dream from which he can't seem to escape.

Linklater ("Slacker," "SubUrbia") shot the film on digital video with dozens of actors (some of note, some unknown) playing nameless denizens of the real world and of the kid's subconscious. They're characters from whom he soaks up random abstract ideas on everything from transcendence and reincarnation to collective memory to the existence of free will.

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If gay men were allowed to kiss on TV -- I mean really kiss -- a frivolous but passably entertaining sitcom flick like "All Over the Guy" probably would have -- probably should have -- become network series instead of a movie. Think a more sexually active "Will and Grace."

This two-perspective, romantic comedy dissection of a relationship's rise-and-fall is packed with sitcom stars living through sitcom conflicts while plucky sitcom soft rock guitar plays incidentally on the soundtrack. And you know how, after sitcoms have been on the air too long, they'll turn oh-so-poignant from time to time, having some sadness befall a character the writers hope we've come to love? "All Over the Guy" does that too.

These are not complaints, per se. This is a spirited and reliably funny movie. But it just feels so workaday, like a sitcom in its fifth season, that nothing much about it stands out.

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