Kim Morgan

Scooby-Doo is bad. Let's just get that right out of the way. Filled with unclever quips, tired humor, a lazy silliness and bland execution, the picture is a tedious puff of nothing.

You can't help but think how much better this film would be had Woody Allen directed it...How much more acerbic fun would it be to see Judy Davis playing stenographer to a neurotic, writer's-blocked Woody?

Intelligent teens will hate this film, and adults will just be embarrassed.

It all makes you realize the importance of the guy who should have played Malkovich's role -- Christopher Walken. He makes films like this bearable.

Has a few pleasing stylistic flourishes and a potentially Hitchcockian plot, but the writing and rhythm are so off that when the final "shocker" arrives, we have seen it coming or have abandoned caring.

May be the most boring film about forbidden love ever made. Unspectacularly shot on video, terribly scripted, with zombie-like acting that borders on the absurd.

So tedious that the experience results in nearly two hours of squirming and cringing.

A film with almost zero redeeming value.

Just pass on K-PAX.

So often out of control that it becomes absurd and exasperating.

An annoying, unclever, unlikable movie.

Corky Romano is merely grating. Until he finds a better director than Rob Pritts, Kattan's best bet is to stick with "SNL" impresario Lorne Michaels.

A grating experience from start to finish.

Surprisingly bland even within its dubious genre of "chick flick."

One of the most wearisome "high adrenaline" movies to come along in a while.

For those who've seen the original, no surprises will be unearthed other than an altered story (not for the better) and more gore.

Has a curious train-wreck quality to it that keeps you watching and thinking. (Even if you are thinking things like, Why were these lines ever written? When you hear the "turkey" line, your jaw will drop.)

Working with a weak script and too lightweight for its freakier moments with Green, the picture never gels. Green's the star, but he really should be in a movie much weirder than this one, a film that can accommodate his humor.

A disappointing venture. If only it had been more clever, perhaps darker.

This little serio-comedy contains absolutely nothing that warrants big-screen release. It's lit like TV, acted like TV and staged like TV.

There are movies that are made for the big screen, and movies that are made for the small screen; Passionada is the latter type.

A tiresome, hammy and ultimately annoying portrait of the artist as a young drunk.

Stinky, boring, aggressively unfunny picture.

Groove seems to be less about what it is chronicling than what its attempting to decipher.

An atrocity exhibition from start to finish.

Simply something you don't want to touch.

Maybe if the story weren't so ludicrous we'd care. Or maybe if the film just went overboard with its ludicrousness, we'd be entertained, but Don't Say a Word is merely boring.

A lazy, trite comedy that's made by people who don't care either.

Compare it with the book, and it stinks. Look at the film on its own, and it still stinks.

Chris Koch exhibits little flair for comedic direction and, though this isn't saying much, you'd be better served watching his previous film, "Snow Day." Ouch.

Garners only a few chuckles, becoming, even in its short running time, boring.

If ever a film was fit only for straight-to-video release, it's this one.

Ponderous, pretentious and boring, Levity becomes ironic on top of itself. You won't pity these people. You'll start laughing at them. Like a clown.