The National Rifle Apes organization loves Dawn of the Planet of the Apes.

The members are giddy that even the apes now know they must be armed. No damned gun restrictions for them. CEO Wayne LaKoba is one happy ape.

Life Itself is a profile in criticism. It's a profile in courage. And it's a profile in ego.

Snowpiercer is Throw Momma and the Kitchen Sink off the train. It's a snow job.

Character goes clattering helter-skelter into mile high drifts of icy chaos.

Venus in Fur bristles with possibilities - some intriguing, some galling.

Adapted from a play by David Ives, based on a novella by Leopold von Sacher-Masoch, it's stagebound but vaults into multi-faceted imagination.

In Jersey Boys, director Clint Eastwood goes sauntering into the past. He's in a foreign country.

Edge of Tomorrow is an ebullient melee of an action film.

And, beneath the surface it percolates. It has evocative layers.

A Million Ways to Die in the West is a clumsy, overwrought comedy. It's raucously dumb.

It could be subtitled How the Wit Was Lost.

X-Men: Days of Future Past is one of the best movies of the year - until it Xs out.

Million Dollar Arm could be subtitled The Best Exotic Marigold Pitching Mound.

It's a genial - in this case, Disneyfied - human interest tale that is loosely based on an actual occurrence.