He is a loner, trudging in battered shoes across a sun-blasted landscape. He has a worn-out coat, a tattered backpack and sunglasses. He's needed them ever since that day, 30 years before, "when the bomb blew a hole in the sky."

"Every day you get older," Butch Cassidy once griped to The Sundance Kid. "It's the law!" Even, it would appear, for Jackie Chan.

In the "Daybreakers" future, the vampires have it all worked out. No longer just nocturnal, they now run the show — day and night.

"Punk" and "rebel" don't belong in the same sentence with "Michael Cera." But somehow, they connect in the few-holds-barred teen comedy "Youth in Revolt."

If chemistry were all, then the sparks Amy Adams and Matthew Goode set off would be enough in "Leap Year," a romantic comedy in which those sparks never quite ignite.

"Films have to be finished," intones Mateo, the blind-former-filmmaker. "Even if you do it blindly."

How can a movie starring six Academy Award-winning actors be such a bore? With "Nine," the director of "Chicago" manages this feat. But whatever blame one might be tempted to lay on Rob Marshall, the fault, it seems to me, lies in the play. If you've ever seen this navel-gazing stage musical inspired by Fellini's navel gazing filmmaker-in-crisis film, "8 1/2," you know this was would be tough going.

Dr. Watson and the lads from Scotland Yard load their pistols en route to a raid. Our hero, who has gotten there well ahead of them thanks to his parkour (climbing/clambering) skills, kicks the door down, "Dirty Harry" style.

Nancy Meyers — that rare Hollywood voice for What Women Want, especially "women of a certain age," ("Something's Gotta Give") — makes Meryl Streep her muse for "It's Complicated," a tale of an ex-wife who becomes "the other woman" when her husband figures out what he gave up and starts cheating with her.

"Alvin and the Chipmunks: The Squeakuel" is a kids comedy that screams "Direct to DVD." It doesn't help that it screams that in high, squeaky, three-part harmony.