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Sleuth is Pinter lite (a relief); We Own the Night does, basically.

In Michael Clayton, George Clooney uses his mask of glamour to excellent effect. Plus: The movie on abortion?

The mind-melded Coen brothers have made a brilliant fetish out of favoring form over content. But now, with No Country for Old Men, they may have discovered they don’t have to choose one over the other.

Ang Lee finds the perfect sex game for himself, while Wes Anderson discovers India by train.

Sean Penn can’t quite find his path in Into the Wild. Plus: Global-warming horror! (Quick, take refuge at Toots Shor’s.)

Compared with Crash, Paul Haggis’s Iraq film is devastatingly restrained. Plus: Russell Crowe’s laughing eyes and Jodie Foster’s weird mistake.

Judd Apatow & Co. take the teen sex comedy to a whole new level. The Nanny Diaries doesn’t raise the chick-flick bar.

Stardust overcomes the silly obstacles it sets for itself. Plus: Leo’s scary documentary.

Pass the Dramamine, hold the popcorn: It’s the new Bourne flick.

Ice-cold facts illuminate the Iraq documentary No End in Sight. Plus: Dissent isn’t what it used to be.