Entertainment Weekly's Scores

For 7,797 reviews, this publication has graded:
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  • 2% same as the average critic
  • 30% lower than the average critic
On average, this publication grades 2.1 points higher than other critics. (0-100 point scale)
Average Movie review score: 67
Highest review score: 100 13th
Lowest review score: 0 Wide Awake
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7797 movie reviews
  1. As the players enact the fall and rebirth of civilization, Meirelles suggests that even a society gone to hell looks better with a little music-video-like pizzazz.
  2. Best in show is the divine Gillian Anderson as a powerful celebrity publicist, editing the image of her clients in much the same way this adaptation tames Young's much pricklier book.
  3. Deserves sympathetic attention, if only for the family-values specifics loaded into the story, and the way mildmannered stars Ben Shenkman (Angels in America) and Tom Cavanagh (Ed) embrace their instructional roles.
  4. Thanks to Rapaport's brio in embracing the hero's drug-induced delusions, the movie is less a failure than a noble experiment gone awry.
  5. Dominic West (The Wire) plays a facially mutilated Mob boss as if he's in a broad SNL sketch.
  6. Shanley turns out to have dismayingly few original cinematic notions to back up the basic did-he-or-didn't-he hook in his study of conviction and compassion.
  7. Alas, the flimsy plot -- less a whodunit than an isn't-it-screamingly-obvious-that-that-guy-done-it! -- will have thriller fans singing the blues.
  8. Too bad the story's such a mess.
  9. What really leaps out at you about My Bloody Valentine 3-D is its lack of imagination.
  10. Sheen and Nighy do their best with the material, but this is easily the worst Underworld so far.
  11. He's Just Not That Into You turns romantic sanity into something so sanitized that it starts to make delusion look good.
  12. Mildly cute, mildly drooly, majorly too late spoof/homage.
  13. The Ugly Truth isn't fizzy and fun -- it's vacuously snappy.
  14. The movie works hard -- desperately hard -- to be all things to all audience segments. And the visible effort erodes the sense of gaiety, of unfettered fun.
  15. The effect-laden showdowns feel more dutiful than daring, and the rare moments of fun are parceled out frugally, like precious nuggets of adamantium.
  16. The film is so brazen about its pandering, crumple-hearted silliness that it had me rooting for Vardalos to land her big fat Greek stud-muffin.
  17. There's something sweet about the way that Murphy throws himself into this piffle. Thomas Haden Church does too.
  18. Ed Helms and Ving Rhames score laughs. But the breakout is "Step Brothers'" Kathryn Hahn as the tough (sales)girl who keeps up with the boys.
  19. More like a summer-camp theater project than a studio movie.
  20. It's no exaggeration to say that the actors have less personality than the pipes, nail guns, grinding gears, decaying beams, and slowly spreading oil spills that are fused, with a kind of empty-dread technical precision, into Rube Goldberg torture devices.
  21. For two and a half hours, Edel lays out the bombings, kidnappings, and murders committed by the Baader-Meinhof group, which mutated into the RAF. He catches the violently delusional self-righteousness of their antifascist fervor, but as individuals these cultish guerrillas remain opaque.
  22. Mostly an overlong demo reel of increasingly gutsy tricks.
  23. Dare, a sweetly sexed-up high school triangle movie, is like a John Hughes comedy trying to pass itself off as ''transgressive.''
    • 36 Metascore
    • 58 Critic Score
    British comic Stephen Merchant (Extras), exudes an easier charm as a goofy fairyland caseworker who harbors big dreams of his own.
  24. With Green Zone, though, the malaise has finally hit me. So while Damon's Miller uncovers the (inconvenient) truth of why the U.S. invaded Iraq in 2003, all I want to know is: How does he suggest we get out?
  25. It doesn't quite wash. Guédiguian has a telling instinct for the buried shame of working-class squalor, but his film is inflated with a doom that feels programmatic rather than earned.
  26. Proof that a thriller can be sleekly shot, expertly cast, paced with crisp professionalism...and still be a letdown if its twists and turns hold no more surprise than yesterday's weather report.
  27. Lawrence, as always, exerts the appeal of a con man too lightweight to buy into his own con. He'd be funnier, though, if he didn't insist on being the only funny thing in the room.
  28. A historical drama as static as it is stately.
  29. Chan needs a foil, and Hewitt, while perky, doesn't project nearly enough comedy weight; she's too slight and tailored for his style.
  30. What's missing from this by-the-numbers drama is a sense of abandon.
    • 38 Metascore
    • 58 Reviewed by
      Ty Burr
    Forgoes the destructo silliness of the original in favor of one too many bland self help subplots.
  31. The entertainment gods have cast mixed blessings on Stolen Summer. Let Pete Jones pray.
  32. A weakly scripted shambles.
    • 45 Metascore
    • 58 Reviewed by
      Ty Burr
    The pacing is lumpy, the acting's all over the map.
    • 69 Metascore
    • 58 Critic Score
    The movie adaptation suffers the symptoms of so many stage-to-screen transplants: What seemed thrillingly big and bold in live performance comes across shrunken and hemmed in when "opened up" to fill a feature film.
  33. It's a veritable Greek chorus of wry therapeutic chatter, the touchy-feely pensées skittering over the stock dualities of adultery and fidelity, lust and devotion, narcissism and intimacy, blah, blah, blah.
    • 61 Metascore
    • 58 Critic Score
    It's a tribute to the actors' appeal that they can sling this hash and keep our sympathies, but they can't squeeze much drama from pure soap.
  34. There's always something to look at (an octopus holding his eyeballs aloft, the petulant Jane assaulted by pixie dust), but the story is weak tea.
    • 54 Metascore
    • 58 Critic Score
    Chan hams it up throughout -- to little avail -- but the final brawl should please fans of his balletic action sequences, that is, if they can endure the full hour of silliness before it.
  35. A collection of shorts, here presented as flashbacks. All three derive from A.A. Milne's original tales, but retain only a smidgen of his droll, easy-chair wit.
  36. It's slow and pretentious, full of craggy Bavarian snowscapes and dour "mystical" portents that seem to circle back to nothing but themselves.
  37. Has a voyeuristic tug, but all in all it's a lot less sensational than it wants to be.
  38. Even though Bullock engages in a climactic scene of blue-screen peril, she essentially cedes the match to the kids. In this mediocre murder case, their presence is the only thing that's really killer.
  39. Hunt is so vibrant that the movie suffers when she's not around.
  40. More noteworthy for its intentions than its execution.
  41. Too many moments of evident labor weigh this clever production down. To quote the playwright: ''Your wit's too hot, it speeds too fast, 'twill tire.''
  42. Skillfully made, yet the film would have been better if it had tapped a bit of that Walken madness.
  43. Turns out to be the portrait of a serial yo-yo dieter, an impression enhanced by the 60 year old Berlin, who suggests less a former depraved scenester than a calorie compulsive Martha Stewart grown bored with good taste.
  44. A movie in which the easy socio-racial paradoxes have been diagrammed with more care than the relationships
  45. As a love-jones soap opera, Brown Sugar feeds right into Dre's nostalgic crankiness.
  46. It may be an accidental historical parallel that, at times, we seem to be watching a 19th-century version of ''The John Walker Lindh Story,'' but the fluke is only enhanced by the weird anonymity of Ledger's performance.
  47. Our senses may be the stuff of drama, but not when they're treated as nice and neat as this.
  48. Howard luxuriates in writerly misery as Barlow, and the participation of the filmmaker's real-life wife, Debra Winger, as Barlow's ex gives the scenes between the two of them an unfakeable erotic charge.
  49. With no headliners to raise hopes, this negligible entertainment has its own boneheaded charms.
  50. Figgis never frees the play enough from the stage to fill the screen.
  51. A boxing film with no conflictual punch.
  52. Nothing but mood... it simply has too few surprises to justify its indulgent atmosphere of malignant revelation.
  53. Aggressively drab and granular, the movie feels like a late-'80s AIDS passion play given an ill-fitting post-Sept. 11 makeover.
  54. A unintentionally funny fanzine-flavored documentary.
  55. The characters are tedious, as are the fussy performances of Bale and Beckinsale. Everything good in this rock & roll fantasy belongs to the sexy, worldly-wise McDormand, who makes Jane ripe, real, and irresistible.
  56. Wargnier directs his French historical drama, a foreign film Oscar nominee, in a way that allows little perspective on the extent of Stalinist cruelty; even when terrible things happen, they do so sedately.
  57. The Cell is foremost about singular imagery, a succession of still pictures strung together frame by frame.
  58. Makes you wish that Newell and company had had the gumption to finish what they so enticingly started.
  59. Has my eye, seduced by the devious and tactile delights of ''Shrek,'' already evolved in tandem with the technological leaps in computer animation? Or is Atlantis simply a Disney dud?
  60. Croft is one humorless butt-kicker. Excavations in exotic lands have rarely looked so much like items on a to-do list.
  61. Technical elegance and fine performances mask the shallowness of a story as simpleminded as the '50s TV to which it condescends; certainly it's got none of the depth, poignance, and brilliance of "The Truman Show," the recent TV-is-stifling drama that immediately comes to mind.
  62. It's a tease of a satire that never really follows through on its audacious premise.
  63. There's something already exhausted, however, in the intrusively gauzy, wobbly, blurry, zoomy digital-video look of the piece.
  64. Gere taps into his charismatic-weasel mode, but director Gregory Hoblit fills the big screen with excellent TV actors (Andre Braugher, John Mahoney, Maura Tierney) and then gives them nothing interesting to do.
    • 34 Metascore
    • 58 Reviewed by
      Ty Burr
    As the supporting cast gets winnowed away, though, we're left with a cat-and-mouse game between girl and murderous faux-dad that's simply boilerplate.
    • 84 Metascore
    • 58 Reviewed by
      Ty Burr
    A sumptuous two-and-a-quarter-hour emotional epic built on one lachrymose climax after another. What little plot there is exists only to set up the next Big Cry.
  65. There's not a moment in Bagger Vance that can't be anticipated.
  66. The kids in this syrupy family picture are spunky tykes and the adults are dolts, but Wood is worth watching because she's so clearly ready to play nobody's girl but her own.
  67. The movie is too cute to take itself too seriously, but it still feels like it was made by some very stoned college students.
    • 49 Metascore
    • 58 Reviewed by
      Ty Burr
    Murphy gives a reined in performance that, every so often, shows a spark of the ''Shrek''ish donkey within.
    • 74 Metascore
    • 58 Reviewed by
      Ty Burr
    Judging by the title, though, Sprecher made the movie she wanted to make, and if you're in the right damp-wool mood, you may connect with it too.
  68. Adorable or what?
  69. When Barrymore finally gets mean, the movie finally gets good. Then comes another sing-along, dammit.
  70. Van Damme and his cronies (including Lela Rochon, Paul Sorvino, and, for no immediately graspable reason, Rob Schneider as Van Damme's rabbity sidekick) race, speed, shoot, chop, and zip through scenes of such festive mayhem, plot is a clunky afterthought, like a lopsided fake Prada label on a cheap nylon knapsack.
  71. A melancholy romance that has the distinction of being the first film set among San Francisco dotcommers that knows it's about the end of the boom.
    • 43 Metascore
    • 58 Reviewed by
      Ty Burr
    Pits the two actors against each other in a ''long night of the soul'' talkathon that director Stephen Hopkins' jerky editing techniques can't quite spark into sustained life.
    • 52 Metascore
    • 58 Critic Score
    Like Demi Moore leaking tears or Sharon Stone crossing her legs, Jamie Lee Curtis screaming is one of those glorious sights that inspire a generation of moviegoers to binge on popcorn.
  72. What's missing in The Missing -- despite throwing in The Everything, from magic trinkets to group hugs -- is soul.
  73. Wrings laughs from the antics of affable, eccentric villagers who cheerily break the law.
  74. Sweet, flaky, and more than a little aimless.
  75. The actors themselves are more rip roaring and full of spunk than in their first outing.
  76. It's as if, in exploring the scars that shape these personalities, Téchiné has forgotten to color in the flesh.
  77. With its smooth skinned cast and demonized adults, doesn't feel very authentic.
  78. A revolutionary life has rarely felt less edgy, or the biography of an iconoclast more bourgeois.
  79. Some motion pictures portray ultimate passion; others create ultimate thrills. Men in Black II achieves ultimate insignificance -- it's the sci-fi comedy spectacle as Whiffle-Ball epic.
  80. There are some clever and exciting sequences, but this $120 million epic of reconstituted Atomic Age trash lumbers more than it thrills.
  81. Are there surprises? A couple of big money ones, notably the ludicrous would-be jaw-dropper of a finale.
  82. This is, after all, not just Robert Redford. It's Redford in the nobly burnished self-mythologic perfection of his late-middle-aged golden god-ness.
  83. Maybe this well-loved Luke is who his neighbors want him to be, a good fellow who, with his father, reopens the old movie house in town -- the Majestic -- thus allowing his neighbors to dream in the dark again.
  84. The aliens aren't particularly scary or funny, and so the joke of watching Smith and Jones crack wise in their faces wears thin.
    • 61 Metascore
    • 58 Critic Score
    Kline turns in a bravura performance -- he's one of the few in this star-packed cast who actually knows what to do with Shakespeare's poetry.
  85. Wafer-thin, content-light, structure-wobbly, and whimsy-heavy.
  86. Frequently silly, yet eminently more watchable than such leaden Schwarzenegger efforts as ''Eraser.''
  87. Smith's book is a charmer, but the keys to this ''Castle'' have been misplaced.

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