Whip It (PG-13)
Even though the current neo-hipster resurgence of roller derby is getting a tad overexposed, Whip It, in its lighthearted, candy-coated way, manages to charm with its romancing not only of the sport, but also of a young girl who falls in love with it. And that's refreshing. A subtle Ellen Page plays a small-town Texas girl who escapes her self-imposed drudgery through skating with a team in Austin. As she's discovering what she's good at, the film really shines. Too bad director Drew Barrymore has to drop this idea and add typical Hollywood hackery, from Page falling for a roguish Jonas Brothers-wannabe to an evil rival skater out to destroy her to, groan, a full-on food fight complete with cream pies. Really, Drew? Still, those qualms aside, I couldn't think of a better, more positive movie in recent years for young women to watch. — Louis Fowler
Little Ashes (R)
Not that Twilight fans will care — because, OMG, Robert Pattinson is almost naked! — but they may be alone in appreciating his portrayal of surrealistic Spanish painter/filmmaker Salvador Dalí. Pattinson's interpretation comes down to two hours of stultifying stares and mooning declarations such as, "I'm Salvador Dalí, the savior of modern art," more unintentional parody than passion for creativity. The thrilling find of this mixed bag of a movie is Javier Beltrán as Federico García Lorca, Dalí's might-have-been lover when they were young men at school together. The Spanish TV actor brings an ardent heartbreak to the sensitive writer and political activist, so much so that it's easier to believe Little Ashes was meant to unite the viewer with the fervent Lorca against the seemingly insensate Dalí than it was intended to illuminate Dalí at all. — MaryAnn Johanson
I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell (NR)
20th Century Fox Home Entertainment
Even though most of I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell — based on the memoir of the same name — takes place in bars, no one at any point in the movie smashes a beer bottle over insanely successful blogger Tucker Max's head. Not when he's humiliating overweight women, elderly women or dwarf strippers, because, well, he's just "telling it like it is," which is apparently the whole point of this pointless movie. That might actually be all well and good if Max (Matt Czuchry) had a shred of wit, but he's got as much comedic depth as an Axe Body Spray ad in a copy of Maxim. The film desperately, pathetically, wants to be a raunchy comedy classic, but fails on every level. Instead, it comes off as an abhorrent, ultimately scary training manual for deviants that might as well be called Date Rape for Fun and Profit. — Louis Fowler
Country's Greatest Stars Live: Volume One (NR)
I confess I have little connection to music made today; I've been oversaturated to the point of pop-cultural numbness. None of it excites me, gets my blood pumping anymore. So I've been looking to the past — hey, if I haven't heard it, it's new to me, right? And there I discovered a love of '70s/'80s country. Feeling the same way? Need a starting point? Check out Country's Greatest Stars Live: Volume One, a tribute show broadcast in 1978, hosted by class acts Glen Campbell, Dolly Parton and Roy Clark and featuring stellar performances by Johnny Cash, the Oak Ridge Boys, Johnny Rodriguez, Crystal Gayle, Loretta Lynn and Merle Haggard. There's even a phenomenal set by Ray Charles! Whether or not you're a country fan, the inherent fun in this DVD is undeniable. — Louis Fowler
The costumes were amazing and added to the brilliant production.
The striking colors and textures are reminiscent of Southern Colorado and New Mexico. Lovely work.