When a guy pulls a beautiful lady from the ocean in his fishing net, he’s bound to jump to conclusions. Maybe she’s not “like other girls.” Maybe she’s even a mythical sea creature.

Whiny, self-absorbed urban yuppies? Yes, please! Especially if the director doing the ethnographic surveying is the shaggy-cool Nicole Holofcener, who invests her characters with just the right balance of annoying quirks and squishy humanity to make them watchable—if not exactly lovable.

Benjamin Esposito (Ricardo Dar'n) is at the end of his professional career as a court investigator, but remains haunted by one case. In 1974, he was assigned to investigate the vicious rape and murder of a lovely young woman, Liliana Coloto. It is a crime that has stuck with him for 25 years.

How do we account, Splice asks, for the kindred dorkdom of lab-cloistered scientists and monster-movie completists? Are we talking nature or nurture here?

It would be easy to go into Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time believing cinema is dead—and even easier to believe after coming out of it.

We moviegoers can be such assholes. It’s not enough to project our shabby selves into so many better-looking lives. Just as often, apparently, we need to sit back in the dark doing nothing while other less clever souls plod haplessly toward their own doom.

It’s true: There is no reason for another Robin Hood movie. But of course the Hollywood tradition of Robin Hood movies is to keep making them anyway. So here’s Ridley Scott’s Robin Hood, another of the director’s bloated vehicles for the battle-action Russell Crowe.

Say what you will about Thomas Balmés’ documentary, but don’t accuse it of false advertising. Look at How Cute might also have worked as a title, but the director obviously wants some points for nonchalance. His film follows four babies through their first year of life.

Juliana Margulies looks terrific! Maybe it’s the way she’s grown into her 40s without trying to hide it, or maybe it’s the bangs or that Bronx dame eyeliner she’s rocking, but there’s something sexy and fascinating her in City Island, a new dramatic comedy. But that’s about all there is to see here.

Have you heard about that protracted, politically porky legal battle over moving a dead millionaire’s priceless, private early modern art collection from a wealthy Philadelphia suburb into a downtown tourist mecca? Perhaps a better question: Do you care?