Anthony Lane
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On average, this critic grades 1.4 points lower than other critics.
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Anthony Lane's Scores
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| Average review score: | 64 | |
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| Highest review score: | Amour | |
| Lowest review score: | The Da Vinci Code | |
Score distribution:
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Positive: 614 out of 1119
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Mixed: 443 out of 1119
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Negative: 62 out of 1119
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- Anthony Lane
I am casting no aspersions on the director when I say that The Saddest Music in the World is a work of manic depression. The mania is there in the frenzied editing, the inability to concentrate on a detail for more than a few seconds; and the depression is there in the forcible lowering of spirits. [10 May 2004, p. 107]- The New Yorker
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- Anthony Lane
In truth, Mr. Holmes is not Holmesian at all. It is Jamesian, as shown by a wonderful encounter between Kelmot and Holmes — an attraction of opposites, you might say — on a garden bench.- The New Yorker
- Posted Jul 13, 2015
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- Anthony Lane
Road to Nowhere is a dead end. Most of the performances are carved from balsa wood. [13 & 20 June 2011, p. 129]- The New Yorker
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- Anthony Lane
Denis delves into the group psychology of a beleaguered crew, housed in an interplanetary rust bucket. Her devotees will claim, correctly, that her movie blooms with provocative ideas.- The New Yorker
- Posted Apr 8, 2019
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- Anthony Lane
As for the title, well, it made me think of Thomas Carlyle's wife, who read Browning's long poem "Sordello," enjoyed it, but still couldn't work out whether Sordello was a man, a city, or a book. So it is with 2046. A place? A date? A hotel room? A bar tab? You tell me.- The New Yorker
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- Anthony Lane
To be fair, A Quiet Passion is wittier, in its early stretches, than anyone might have foreseen, but it’s when the door closes, and the Dickinsons are alone with their trepidations, that the movie draws near to its rightful severity.- The New Yorker
- Posted Apr 17, 2017
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- Anthony Lane
The funniest thing about The Women is that Mick Jagger is one of the producers.- The New Yorker
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- Anthony Lane
To a remarkable extent, the new movie is full of cheer. It feels boisterous, bustling, and, at times, perilously close to a romp.- The New Yorker
- Posted Aug 31, 2020
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- Anthony Lane
The movie’s energies drop perceptibly in the middle section; lines of dialogue are recited at a sluggish rate, with lengthy pauses, as if the pressure of the presiding theme had numbed the characters’ tongues.- The New Yorker
- Posted Jan 6, 2020
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- Anthony Lane
Affleck the movie director makes you truly, badly want his bunch of ne'er-do-wells to pull off their heists without a scratch, and you can't ask for much more than that. [20 Sept. 2010, p. 120]- The New Yorker
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- Anthony Lane
Its kitschy grabs at the surreal--the scene in a lunatic asylum, where German troops are billeted, manages to be at once implausible and offensive--that blocks any close engagement with the drama. That said, you must see this film for one unstoppable reason, and that is Lee Marvin.- The New Yorker
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- Anthony Lane
Like “Get Out” and “Us,” it is another resourceful meditation on fear and wonder—errant at times, yet strewn with frights and ever alert to the threat of racial hostility.- The New Yorker
- Posted Jul 26, 2022
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- Anthony Lane
There is honor, boldness, and grip in the new movie, but other directors can deliver those. Werner Herzog is the last great hallucinator in cinema, so why break the spell?- The New Yorker
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- Anthony Lane
For some viewers, the acidity level of Perry’s movie will be too high to stomach. For others — anyone who thinks that there are too many warm hugs in Strindberg, for example — Queen of Earth awaits.- The New Yorker
- Posted Aug 31, 2015
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- Anthony Lane
The writer and director, Paul King, scatters the tale with handfuls of eccentric charm, first in the forest and then in the home of the Browns. At one point, borrowing freely from Wes Anderson, he frames it as a living doll’s house, with each member of the family hard at work or play in a different room.- The New Yorker
- Posted Jan 12, 2015
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- Anthony Lane
Whenever the movie strays from its hero, you feel oddly impatient to get back to him, to watch his cravings do battle with his conscience, and to wonder anew what’s burning in his blue-green gaze.- The New Yorker
- Posted Feb 10, 2020
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- Anthony Lane
For a better reckoning of 1968, you need a better writer — Norman Mailer, unloved by Buckley and Vidal alike, whose “Miami and the Siege of Chicago” covered the same events. Next to his fervid look at the sinews of power, as they sweat and flex, Best of Enemies is barely more than a skit.- The New Yorker
- Posted Aug 3, 2015
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- Anthony Lane
For all its scruffiness, the lurching strike-rate of its gags, and the unmistakable smell of amateur dramatics given off by its repertory of rotating players with their stick-on Ted Nugent beards, Life of Brian jitters with good will. [3 May 2004, p. 110]- The New Yorker
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- Anthony Lane
The over-all effect is as taut with tangible evidence as a detective story.- The New Yorker
- Posted Mar 13, 2017
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- Posted Apr 18, 2016
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- Anthony Lane
That is what I admire in While We’re Young; it shows a director not so much mooning over the past, with regret for faded powers, as probing his own obsessions and the limits of his style.- The New Yorker
- Posted Mar 23, 2015
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- Anthony Lane
What we glean from Belvaux's trilogy is the reassurance (rare on film, with its terror of inattention) that people are both important and unimportant, and that heroes and leading ladies, in life as in art, can fade into extras before our eyes. [Note: From a review of the entire trilogy.] [2 February 2004, p.94]- The New Yorker
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- Anthony Lane
The film is slowed by its own beauty, but it is salvaged by two majestic scenes.- The New Yorker
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- Anthony Lane
The movie simmers with a longing for revenge, frequently boiling over, and the foe is not just Hawkins but the colonialist order for which he stands: barbarism, thinly disguised as civilization. Many scenes feel punishingly hard to watch.- The New Yorker
- Posted Jul 30, 2019
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- Anthony Lane
The result feels, like Shakespeare's play, at once ancient and dangerously new.- The New Yorker
- Posted Feb 1, 2013
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- Anthony Lane
Spurning a fruitless bid at comprehensiveness, Cooper has conjured something as restless and as headlong as his subject.- The New Yorker
- Posted Nov 17, 2023
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- Anthony Lane
It’s a hell of a performance by Robyn Nevin, who’s had a long and commanding career on the Australian stage.- The New Yorker
- Posted Jul 13, 2020
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- Anthony Lane
The topic is so grave, and the corralling of ancient Greek comedy so audacious, that you long for Chi-Raq to succeed. Sad to report, it’s an awkward affair, stringing out its tearful scenes of mourning, and going wildly astray with its lurches into farce.- The New Yorker
- Posted Dec 17, 2015
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- Anthony Lane
The tension of Calvary is fitful at best, and much of the movie trips into silliness, but in Brendan Gleeson -- in his proud bearing and his lamenting gaze -- we see the plight of the lonely believer in a world beyond belief. [4 Aug.2014, p.74]- The New Yorker
Posted Aug 1, 2014