A wondrous honesty.

If you haven't already sold your soul to rock & roll, Almost Famous should seal the deal.

See it and it'll stay with you as your own memories do: funny, poignant, bittersweet and irreplaceable.

So Almost Famous is almost fabulous. Oh, all right. The movie's so clever and endearing, you can forget the almost.

It's not only the most gentle and effortlessly funny movie so far this year, it's a film with a style and sensibility that wonderfully harkens back to Hollywood's golden age of sophisticated comedy, and in particular to the masterpieces of Crowe's filmmaking idol, Billy Wilder.

An unqualified triumph, the year's best movie so far.

A rich, marvelous movie -- the kind that enchants on so many different levels, it leaves you feeling giddy.

A great movie -- and the best movie ever about the '70s rock era.

I loved this movie madly, and so will many of you.

Oh, what a lovely film. I was almost hugging myself while I watched it.

You'll treasure this movie.

What Mr. Crowe has done is nonetheless remarkable. He has made a movie about sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll that you would be happy to take your mother to see.

Crowe, staying close to his memories, has gotten it, for perhaps the first time, onto the screen.

One lucky guy, on a roll with rock.