Christopher Walken

"Balls of Fury" "Balls of Fury"

This good-natured, slightly raunchy Ping-Pong comedy serves up a few laughs but ultimately falls flat.
  • "Man of the Year"

    Robin Williams plays a Jon Stewart-like comedian running for president in this not-so-lovable loser.
  • "Catch Me If You Can"

    Leonardo DiCaprio looks great in those '60s threads, but Steven Spielberg's story of a legendary hustler is sadly short on period zip, zowie and va-va-voom.
  • Christopher Walken

    No one plays the kook, the psycho, the fallen angel, the bloodthirsty ghoul better than the actor who claims he's just a regular Joe.
  • This week on DVD

    Giant grasshoppers, Christopher Walken sees aliens and J.Lo dons a maid's uniform.
  • Madonna and child in a time crunch

    The Material Baby might need a new b-day; Christopher Walken gets naked with cats; and more. Plus: Gay Tarot-reading Flockhart deemed a dud.
  • Blue Glow

    Salon's TV picks for Wednesday, July 26, 2000
  • Blue Glow

    Salon's TV picks for Monday, April 17, 2000.
  • David Cronenberg

    For more than three decades, his films have been taking you to the weirdest of worlds. Lucky for you, you can always walk out -- unless you're too terrified to move.
  • Letters to the Editor

    Don't let junkie turn misspent youth into profit; Brazil's "raceless" society; what's the truth about Waco?
  • Christopher Walken to star in musical version of "The Dead"

    James Joyce's short story is full of old Irish airs, but scholars are skeptical.
  • "Illuminata"

    In John Turturro's ambitious and arresting American tragicomedy, the actor-director invents himself an artistic tradition.
  • Dennis Rodman, auteur

    Ex-hoops star revealed to be creative visionary; Hugh Grant on scintillating secrets of celebrity nostril evacuation. Plus: We bid adieu to Tish, a great and noble fish, though a wee bit moody on occasion.
  • The google-eyed gourmet

    Christopher Walken hot to cook and chug castor oil; Marilyn Chambers is back to her old tricks; Carrie Fisher on bonkin' Steve Martin. Plus: Mama Cass, Karen Carpenter and, uh, a brunch-related query.

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