Enthralling story is what it's all about, and I hate watching it slip away from our feature filmmakers.
I made it through almost fifteen minutes of Sin City, walking out when I realized how sparse it is.
This all-sweeping "simplicity" trend (don't bother googling; I just now coined it) in post-crash/post-9/11 movies (here in the Oughts), even/especially indie/art movies (which used to be the richest reservoir of densely involving dialogue, before Bottle Rocket twistedly morphed into The Life Aquatic and Before Sunrise into School Of Rock with a dash of Before Sunset and Fargo&Miller's Crossing into O Brother Where Art Thou&Intolerable Cruelty; and I wish I could conjure a single counterbalancing contrary example!), is the bane of my celluloid-consuming existence.
A wonderful countertrend is that DVD'd television series have gone the other way, with HBO Productions as the new Miramax. Particular favorites vary widely by taste & temperment; mine are Deadwood, Firefly & first-season (only) Dawson's Creek. (And, I've still yet to sample some top contenders: Alias; House, M.D.; Monk.)
Pixar has kept full-featured rich storytelling alive on the big screen, but of course it's limited in scope for the whole family.