Melissa Anderson
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30% higher than the average critic
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3% same as the average critic
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67% lower than the average critic
On average, this critic grades 8.2 points lower than other critics.
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Melissa Anderson's Scores
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| Average review score: | 57 | |
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| Highest review score: | The Royal Road | |
| Lowest review score: | Another Happy Day | |
Score distribution:
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Positive: 142 out of 371
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Mixed: 175 out of 371
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Negative: 54 out of 371
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- Melissa Anderson
Reichardt pays clear homage to Breathless and Badlands, but her movie, the title of which is a local name for the Everglades, operates in its own ecosystem, teeming with the droll, shrewd observations about downwardly mobile life explored more solemnly in Reichardt's next two films, Old Joy and Wendy and Lucy.- Village Voice
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- Melissa Anderson
A typically bombastic lives-of-the-artists production made even more stilted by having all the actors (including the Spanish ones) speak accented English.- Village Voice
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- Melissa Anderson
Occasionally diverting but ultimately forgettable, My One and Only will become unforgivable if it inspires other former competitors from "Dancing With the Stars" to go in search of lost time.- Village Voice
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- Melissa Anderson
Another movie, not as awful as this one, might one day find better use for the easygoing vibe between Queen Latifah and Common, the stars of Just Wright.- Village Voice
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- Melissa Anderson
In this densely populated ensemble piece, Reeves stands out as the only actor whose damaged character evokes sympathy and avoids cliché. Pippa, played by Wright Penn in near-permanent Stepford Wife mode, isn't much more than a vehicle for false epiphanies and forced rapprochements.- Village Voice
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- Melissa Anderson
Ozon's fractured-working-class-family magical realism, liberally adapted from Rose Tremain's short story, "Moth," works best in specific moments.- Village Voice
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- Melissa Anderson
It helps that Wein's subject is such a fascinating, garrulous paradox.- Village Voice
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- Melissa Anderson
Down Terrace has frequently been appreciated as "The Sopranos meets Mike Leigh." But a more fruitful comparison might be to last year's stand-out British satire "In the Loop": In both films, verbal aggression makes for the biggest laughs and the surest signs of moral decay.- Village Voice
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- Melissa Anderson
Continuing both his bad filmmaking and obsession with lethal orifices, Mitchell Lichtenstein follows up "Teeth," his clumsy debut about a dismembering vagina, with a voluminous explosion of poop.- Village Voice
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- Melissa Anderson
No matter how many trips to Kung Fu Island our hero makes, nothing in Black Dynamite captures the exhilarating absurdity of Pam Grier hiding razors in her Afro in "Coffy"--or the loony genre experimentation in "Pootie Tang."- Village Voice
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- Melissa Anderson
Denis quickly immerses us in her voluptuous, allusive mode of storytelling.- Village Voice
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- Melissa Anderson
Sheridan, repeatedly drawn to family sagas, including his own (2002's In America), aims for Greek tragedy but ends up with a PTSD melodrama, with Maguire able to produce slobber almost as effortlessly as Portman can summon up tears--essentially all her role calls for.- Village Voice
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- Melissa Anderson
Bell, unlike Katherine Heigl and Sandra Bullock, who executive-produced their big-screen debasements of 2009, brings enough effervescence to the film that she's able to spark believable chemistry with a usual dud like Josh Duhamel.- Village Voice
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- Melissa Anderson
It's heartbreaking to see Lathan, an underemployed actress whose talents were last put to good use in 2006's "Something Else," in such a ridiculous, impossible role.- Village Voice
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- Melissa Anderson
Hackford's pacing throughout is continuously off, with scenes extending several beats too long, his two leads adrift and bored.- Village Voice
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- Melissa Anderson
Curiously, Blackmail Boy's alternate title is "Oxygen"--and by film's end, you'll be gasping for it.- Village Voice
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- Melissa Anderson
Like Amélie's scrubbed-up "City of Lights," Paris 36 is an antiseptic arthouse trifle, so eager to soothe that it only numbs.- Village Voice
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- Melissa Anderson
Immediately forgettable family entertainment, suitable for release only in the dung-heap month of January.- Village Voice
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- Melissa Anderson
A clumsy spoof of Hollywood, EP always roots for its hapless heroine. But where this trifle fascinates most is in its connections to David Lynch's masterpiece.- Village Voice
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- Melissa Anderson
As in the films that precede it, the mysteries--and terrors--of desire also propel Handsome Harry, which reunites Gordon with Luminous Motion's Jamey Sheridan, here in the title role.- Village Voice
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- Melissa Anderson
Tsukerman is not interested in disproving or discounting theories, but merely assembling them.- Village Voice
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- Melissa Anderson
Without a trace of didacticism, Boden and Fleck portray the insidious details of exploitation and hollow American maxims.- Village Voice
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- Melissa Anderson
Going below the surface, the filmmakers and the cast (including a marvelous performance by Marian Seldes as an osteoporotic doyenne) successfully create the hardest characters to pull off: exotic yet recognizable New Yorkers.- Village Voice
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- Melissa Anderson
For a film about the perils of too much talk, there's quite a lot of babbling presented as profundity. The political statements in Pontypool, much like those in another recent Canadian offering, Atom Egoyan's trite terrorism hand-wringer "Adoration," seem all the less provocative for appearing several years too late--McDonald's film might have had more punch if it were released when Bluetooth first rolled out.- Village Voice
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