Anthony Lane
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68% lower than the average critic
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
On the whole, Asante’s movie, though crammed with the white man’s treachery, has a dulled and inoffensive sheen, and cannot match the visual rigor that Ava DuVernay brought to “Selma.”- The New Yorker
- Posted Feb 6, 2017
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- Anthony Lane
As Adrien, Pierre Niney is extraordinary to behold: pale, tapered, and flickering, like a candle made flesh.- The New Yorker
- Posted Mar 13, 2017
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- Anthony Lane
Graduation, written and directed by Cristian Mungiu, is a mirthless farce. All that can go wrong does go wrong, and the process is both compelling and close to unwatchable.- The New Yorker
- Posted Apr 3, 2017
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- Anthony Lane
It was with both joy and mystification, therefore, that I found myself cackling at What We Do in the Shadows like a witch with a helium balloon.- The New Yorker
- Posted Feb 9, 2015
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- Anthony Lane
The result is itself a kind of diorama: exquisitely detailed, assembled with infinite care, but lacking the breath of life.- The New Yorker
- Posted Oct 16, 2017
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- Anthony Lane
The result is that Shall We Kiss? puts its viewers in a bind worthy of the lovers themselves: should we organize a Socratic symposium on the issues raised by the film, or hurl our popcorn violently at the screen?- The New Yorker
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- Anthony Lane
But Byrne, who has lacked good movie roles of late, is marvellously grave.- The New Yorker
- Posted Apr 11, 2016
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- Anthony Lane
You cannot help being stirred by the reach and depth, the constant rebuffs to sloppiness, of a strong ensemble.- The New Yorker
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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
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- Anthony Lane
A Master Builder is a bold endeavor, thriftily made, and there is muscle and volume in the performances; but had Demme hung back, and kept things cooler and quieter, the mastery of what Ibsen built, and the agon of his extraordinary hero, would have cast a more looming shadow. [4 Aug. 2014, p.75]- 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
Leconte lacks the austerity to complete a film in which nothing much occurs. And so, with some reluctance, we are bustled toward a climax. [12 May 2003, p. 82]- The New Yorker
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- Anthony Lane
Almost everything about Permission feels flighty and parochial when laid beside the fateful mire of “Loveless,” yet Hall, in particular, lends a sober grace to the erotic roundelay.- The New Yorker
- Posted Feb 5, 2018
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- Anthony Lane
Diop’s work has been in documentary; now we have her first feature, Saint Omer... which retains the attentiveness—the patient ardor—of a good documentary.- The New Yorker
- Posted Jan 9, 2023
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- Anthony Lane
More than forty years have passed since A Woman Is a Woman won the Jury Prize at the Berlin Film Festival for "originality, youth, audacity, impertinence." (When did you last see a movie that might warrant such an award?) [26 May 2003, p. 102]- The New Yorker
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- Anthony Lane
The great virtue of the movie is its length: a fat-free seventy-six minutes.- The New Yorker
- Posted Sep 29, 2014
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- Anthony Lane
The stage of Early Man, though, is stuffed with men and women — on the Neanderthal spectrum, it’s true, but propelled by needs and greeds much like our own — whereas the beasts of the field and the fowls of the air are reduced to the role of extras. It pains me to say so, but Hognob is not enough.- The New Yorker
- Posted Feb 19, 2018
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- Anthony Lane
Their kinship (Gere/Molina)--wholly unsexual yet lit, like that of Martin and Lewis, with an exasperated love--is the beacon of the movie, and it just about survives the lengthening shadows of the later scenes.- The New Yorker
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- Anthony Lane
The audience for Turn Every Page, I’d guess, will be a medley of Freudians, students of political muscle, and New Yorkers—each bearing a copy of “The Power Broker,” Caro’s 1974 book on Robert Moses, whittled down by Gottlieb to the size of a mere warehouse.- The New Yorker
- Posted Jan 9, 2023
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- Anthony Lane
It packs political machination, helicopter gunships, single-malt whiskey, Las Vegas, Islamabad, naked butts, and eight years of war. The film, adapted from George Crile’s book, doesn’t always work, but it sure offers value for money.- The New Yorker
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- Anthony Lane
Although its moral ambition is to honor the tribulations of an Indigenous people, it keeps getting pulled back into the orbit—emotional, social, and eventually legal—of white men.- The New Yorker
- Posted Oct 19, 2023
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- Anthony Lane
Anyone who has tamped down that youthful yen for excitement should stay away. But the craving for grownup glamour, however foolish, demands equal satisfaction, and Spectre, in providing it, acquires a throb of mystery that cannot be explained by mere plot.- The New Yorker
- Posted Nov 9, 2015
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- Anthony Lane
Such is the hazard of the cartoon: as a form, it thrives on elongation and excess, yet, within its vortices and crannies, who knows what moldy prejudice can breed? [1 December 2003, p. 118]- The New Yorker
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- Anthony Lane
Despite these shortfalls, there’s much to relish here. To play a guy like Hank, who must resign himself to being second or fourth fiddle, is a tricky task, but Hawke pulls it off in the quiet style that he has made his own.- The New Yorker
- Posted Mar 16, 2020
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- Anthony Lane
The Lobster is more than a satire on the dating game. It digs deeper, needling at the status of our most tender emotions.- The New Yorker
- Posted May 9, 2016
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- Anthony Lane
With no narrator to shepherd us along, the movie feels noisy and restless. The period is revived by a wealth of songs on the soundtrack, and by the sleek and succulent Panther look.- The New Yorker
- Posted Aug 31, 2015
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- Anthony Lane
You should, nonetheless, make a date to watch Mangold’s film, and, if you have to duck out after an hour because you’ve left something in the oven, no matter.- The New Yorker
- Posted Jul 3, 2023
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- Anthony Lane
Do not be misled by the comic charm of this film. It’s a ghost story, brooded over by the rustling wraiths of bookstores dead and gone.- The New Yorker
- Posted Mar 16, 2020
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- Anthony Lane
The father's resignation to that fate is, on balance, the most compelling aspect of the film, and I will not readily forget the sight of him staring out over the town and mourning the long history of his homeland. "We built an industrial colony on top of sheep pens," he says, "and thought we were making a revolution." Maybe Attenberg is topical, after all.- The New Yorker
- Posted Mar 5, 2012
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