Catharsis for a cubicle nation. Writer-director Mike Judge (MTV’s “Beavis and Butt-Head”) comically chronicles the banal details, petty frustrations and overall soul-crushing inanity of working for and with morons in a meaningless corporate job. In other words, he’s captured the existence of millions of Americans. By deflating the misplaced sense of self-importance that often comes

Even after getting Office Space out of his system, writer-director Mike Judge still had enough bitterness toward humanity to make this failed but fascinating comic epic. Set hundreds of years in the future, Idiocracy envisions an America full of drooling idiots thanks to centuries of television, celebrity worship, consumerism and junk food. (The top show,

Paul Rudd is the reason to see this raunchy, fairly smart dumb comedy from writer-director David Wain (Wet Hot American Summer, The Ten). He plays a misanthropic energy-drink salesman so hilariously bitter about the state of the world – and his pathetic place in it – he turns self-hatred into a sardonic art form. After

Can we finally identify Woody Allen’s insistence on reusing the older man/younger woman storyline as pathological? It’s central once again in Whatever Works. The decision isn’t maddening because of its offensiveness or lack of creativity (though both gall), but in this case because it squanders a golden acting opportunity for Larry David. David plays Boris

At once dated and timeless. The fabulous 1970s fashions don’t hold up too well, but what still resonates is the movie’s empathetic attention to what it’s like if your sexual identity doesn’t neatly fit into traditional norms. Renato (Ugo Tognazzi) and Albin (Michel Serrault) have been a committed gay couple for more than three decades