It's usually right about this time of year that film critics begin to feel a slow chill of dread creep up their spines. Suppressing that urge, they generally find it quickly replaced by a sudden rush of sneering condescension and smug mock-martyrdom. "Oh no!" they cry. "This is summer, the season of dumb!" Meanwhile the movies themselves break all records, and if they don't do so legitimately, then a watermark is invented, i.e.: "This movie had the fourth largest opening of any movie to ever come out on the third... More >>>