A favorite pastime of critics and serious filmgoers, perhaps the most idiotic and fruitless one, is to complain about how bad the movies have gotten. The complaint is meaningless, because no matter how "bad" the movies get, there are always actors. There's no such thing as a golden age of movie acting: Actors today are capable of stoking the same wonder and reaching the same depths of feeling as those who worked 20, 50, or 80 years ago. In a week like this, when we've lost Philip Seymour Hoffman, that sense of continuity... More >>>