Victor Fleming's "Joan of Arc" contains many striking visuals. Unfortunately it also contains far too many sequences with static direction. A nasty combination. Ingrid Bergman sometimes makes a convincing virgin warrior. A mixed bag.

This film can fuck off. It was a Herculean struggle to finish this piece of shit. Guns, blood, more guns, more blood, Russians and even more guns. Please let John McClane die. You can even have him die hard.

Stephen Chbosky's inauthentic "The Perks of Being a Wallflower" is the runaway candidate for most annoying film of the year. I quickly tired of watching beautiful rich kids whine about their beautiful rich kid problems. It must be tough growing up in a place like Pittsburgh and being the only one who likes "The Rocky Horror Picture" and The Smiths. Boo fucking hoo. The film is saved from being a complete waste of time by Ezra Miller, who manages to actually create a decent character I did not want to see die a horrible death.

Fuck Logan Lerman too. Wanker.

Cianfrance's "The Place Beyond the Pines" sort of gets to the promise land. Beginning with the second act, many of the events in the picture start to ring false. The film manages to limp across the finish line for a rather powerful ending.