Entertainment Weekly's Scores

For 7,797 reviews, this publication has graded:
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  • 2% same as the average critic
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On average, this publication grades 2 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. Here's what I can say for sure about the humanoid attackers in the new version of The Crazies: They're not very interesting.
  2. In the film's rather humdrum 3-D, the place doesn't dazzle — it droops.
  3. Ellen Barkin provides unexpected diversion in a madwoman cameo as the PD's brassiest brass. But otherwise the clichés keep coming.
  4. Regrettably, the film's story is so busy yet flat that the effect isn't magical -- it's more like watching the tale of some very enchanted wallpaper.
  5. If you're hungry to see a romantic comedy about a genetically and culturally imbalanced geek-meets-babe relationship that makes the one in Knocked Up look like the quintessence of plausible human mating, then by all means subject yourself to the one-joke sub–Judd Apatow snark-athon that is She's Out of My League.
  6. In The Bounty Hunter, the couple that foils a bunch of tiresome grade-C thriller goons together stays together. Whether or not that's a recipe for love, it's certainly not a formula for romantic-comedy magic.
  7. The film is Moore's story, and she acts the hell out of one sexy scene, but most of Chloe is plodding and drab.
  8. A feel-good movie that doesn't give you enough to feel good about.
  9. Bay doesn't stage scenes, exactly -- he stages moments.
  10. While much of The In-Laws feels stuck in time, what really does it in is the script's boring, modern sensitivity to fatherhood, and bonding with one's kids, and all that enlightened parenthood crap.
  11. Titan A.E. is ''Star Wars'' pulped and mashed into flavorless kiddie corn.
  12. What's really needed is a story with some sizzle, but Bigelow, in K-19, can't seem to decide whether she's making a shoot-the-works underwater rouser, like ''U-571'' or ''Crimson Tide,'' or a lofty historical message movie that hits us with the breaking news that the arms race was, in every sense, a poisonous game.
  13. Watchable in a facile, trashy way. Unfortunately, most of the movie is mired in sludge, slime, mud, blood, and studiously dank cinematography.
  14. Never lets Grant develop his pidgin-Italian nice-guy-gone-sociopath routine.
  15. Overstyled pseudo-thriller.
  16. What's going on is: hunks on horsies.
  17. Dopey, not dope.
  18. Written by Mr. ''Full Monty'' himself, Simon Beaufoy, and, like ''Monty,'' sprinkles pixie dust over the heads of worn out local folk.
  19. Commits sins of romantic comedy as well as sins of spiritual tragedy.
  20. Rachel Griffiths...is the best reason, nay, the only reason to pay attention to Me Myself I.
  21. Kaos was apparently aiming for a coolly stylized, straight-faced take on ''Spy vs. Spy.'' As Maxwell Smart used to say, ''Missed it by that much.''
  22. Too scattershot to take hold.
  23. You can forget about veracity, since this gauzy and sometimes dopey romanticization can't be trusted.
  24. Gillen can't make good on his gaze's search and destroy capabilities.
  25. A drama about corruption in the city's transit system that's not only hard boiled but also dipped in egg batter dialogue and deep fried.
  26. Its tone is stilted and mannered -- and most of it seems a bit loony.
  27. The enterprise might also be called ''Picket Fences on Ice."
  28. Mostly hot air.
  29. The antics are wacky -- but far from Wilde.
  30. Pictorial but oddly muffled three-hour saga of romance and capitalism, not necessarily in that order.
  31. It has no twistiness or intrigue, and none of the juicy anthro-underworld detail that Koppelman and Levien brought to their screenplay for the tricky, enjoyable ''Rounders.''
  32. For women who smoke and drink like fiends, the trio of pre-owned babes in this weirdly rotten femme-porn romance have awfully good, unwrinkled complexions.
  33. Freddie Prinze Jr. has a look in his eye that is equal parts self-infatuation and boyish flash of fear.
  34. Exceedingly blurred rendering of a simply told, artful novel.
  35. The real crime is the way that the movie turns Gael García Bernal, the hot-tempered, Roman-lipped costar of ''Y Tu Mamá También, into a backwater Freddie Prinze Jr.
  36. It's sort of an ursine ''The Last Waltz,'' with more costumes and no direction from Martin Scorsese.
  37. No maid, and no fancy lady either, would swoon for a fellow as damp as the hero so grudgingly coughed up by Fiennes. In the words of Cinderellas everywhere, no effin' way.
  38. Tastefully embarrassing.
  39. If you think it all adds up to a bald-faced rip off of ''The Shining,'' you'd be right, with a crucial difference: Wendigo trades the puffed-up metaphysics of middle-class murder for the no-budget spectacle of...an incredibly fake-looking monster deer.
  40. Watching the movie, it's hard to imagine why anyone would dream of going back there.
  41. Displays no ambition to be anything more than a synthetic sense-jolt conveyor of the week.
  42. The hero himself has been denatured for a young, late 1990s audience with little appreciation for real suavity or sex play.
  43. Like many of the worst pop-referential parodies of the post-''Scream'' era, this one stalls on laughs once the big joke has been established.
  44. The director has said that the plot was influenced by a real English thief named Valentin who showed up at his door one day to repay money stolen a decade earlier.
  45. The result is an ''action film'' mired in stasis. The ending piles on the potboiler mayhem, but it's telling that Schwarzenegger's climactic catchphrase is down to one measly word. This time, he's the luggage.
  46. A frustratingly inert story, a bookend to last year's wooden ''Captain Corelli's Mandolin.''
    • 30 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    Playing a sleazeball who has stumbled upon an excellent excuse for his bent, Cage holds the movie together as best he can. More important, he nails down his unique approach to acting, managing to be simultaneously stylized and naturalistic. [7 June 1996, p.66]
    • Entertainment Weekly
    • 55 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    It's also supposed to be atmospheric, noirish, and touched with nihilism. But the director, Hollywood bad boy Dennis Hopper, lays it all on so thick that the film verges on self-parody.
  47. It's not enough for the film to show us a child's corpse wrapped in cardboard; we've got to step back to see Kiarostami himself shooting the sad sight, so that it becomes a Godardian ironic statement.
    • 31 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    Let us now praise Seth ''Scott Evil'' Green, whose beautiful delivery of otherwise generic wisecracks is all that stands between this painfully derivative horror comedy and a premature date with the eject button.
  48. Lacks confidence in its own much bigger, potentially fascinating story -- an American tale of pageantry and history.
  49. Excitement trumps incompetence as one colorful loser recruits another. Pretty soon, the screen is filled with hip actors playing clueless lowlifes, pretending they're in a Bizarro World production of ''Ocean's Eleven.''
  50. The aerial-dogfight scenes, which are beautiful and shot through with jittery panic, are notable for not being staged for videogame kicks.
  51. Amiably silly.
  52. The movie is intelligent yet lifeless; it's all wisps and abstractions.
  53. A pompous and garbled parable about how terribly, terribly difficult it is to make it as a creative artist, and how important it is to maintain high standards of haberdashery.
  54. Has the look of a great fairy tale -- all that's missing is the tale.
  55. It turns out that Joe ends up liking the old Joe better too. Who just so happens to be the kind of average-Joe character that continues to make Allen such a tidy, non-Joe bundle.
  56. As a Balanchine-like martinet, Peter Gallagher is a hoot, whispering to his minions about good and bad feet.
  57. The Hunted stalks the masculine psyche with sharp knives, but it tracks its audience too noisily to bag us.
  58. The only possible reason to see this otherwise average afternoon waster is Sagemiller.
  59. A derisively vicious show-off satire, a plastic exercise in authority bashing.
  60. It's a schlockier ''Armageddon'' crossed with ''Fantastic Voyage,'' minus the fun.
  61. To see this much austere vérité atmosphere propping up this much schlock romanticism is like biting into a blue-cheese canapé that turns out to be a fluffernutter.
  62. Malty brew of heroics and minutiae.
  63. While Robbins has a good time playing the boyish devil, the rest of the principals transmit on an awfully low baud rate.
  64. I'm disappointed to report that Hudson and Watts have no chemistry as sisters, perhaps because Watts never seems like the expatriate artiste she's supposed to be playing.
  65. There's only one place that a movie like this one can possibly be heading, and that's to a demagogic blowout of violent, femme-power payback. Enough gets there by way of far too many tedious detours.
  66. Stock farce characters and stale scenes of mayhem fill the downtime between the Martin-Latifah skirmishes.
  67. This voyage is strictly one for the disposable present, however quaintly old-fashioned the hand-drawn work that the animators have blended with 3D effects. (Tots will twitch during the grown-up relationship parts, and teens will groan at the kiddie sops.)
  68. Living Out Loud is like "An Unmarried Woman" recast as a sitcom-cute update of Marty.
  69. Life desperately wants to let Murphy and Lawrence be actors, but it can't imagine them as anything more than rowdy showmen. That's a kind of prison as well.
  70. The same money-minded dreamers who found a way to ''Return to Neverland'' have hacked a path back to Baloo heaven.
  71. On the Line would like to be ''Serendipity'' for the Oxy-and-Skechers set, but it feels more like the worst movie Michael J. Fox never made.
  72. Feels cramped and underimagined. I think Judge is capable of making an inspired live-action comedy, but next time he'll have to remember to do what he does in his animated ones--keep the madness popping.
  73. The punchlines are as tired as Hogan looks.
  74. The orgasm, it turns out, is low on the list of Amy's issues. The title is faked.
  75. Jammed with banner-ready political rhetoric, and the relentlessness of the lectures is wearying. The plot, on the other hand, is a standard contraption built on enduring urban anxieties and involving a nasty hotel-room trade.
  76. Costner's determination to avoid change keeps this baseball movie at a low line drive when it might have knocked one into the bleachers.
  77. This is a high octane ride that starts to leak gas before it even gets going.
  78. Well-meaning but hopelessly lost little comedy.
  79. This is very much a ''woman's picture,'' driven by a twin rudder of anxiety and empowerment.
  80. The Farrellys may well be the new kingpins of adolescent slob comedy, but There's Something About Mary doesn't approach the witty anarchy of movies like "Animal House," "The Naked Gun," or "Hairspray."
  81. Ends up about as exotic as a straight-to-cable potboiler.
  82. Never tickles your nasty bone, perhaps because, in an era when the gossip pages are dotted with news of celebrity prenups, the prospect of marriage as a route to instant fortune seems less scandalous than it does like business as usual.
    • 34 Metascore
    • 50 Reviewed by
      Ty Burr
    Shabbily filmed, thoroughly harmless Official Product.
  83. The journey, however, is a hollow one, since Quaid and Stone, for all their efforts, never really do seem married. Perhaps that's because Stone, with her dry-ice charisma, does everything that an actress should except connect to whomever she happens to be facing on screen.
  84. An out of date 1950s movie.
    • 36 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    A movie that reduces history, as well as eros, to a postcard.
  85. The trouble with The Truth About Charlie is that it really is after the truth about Charlie, a character we could hardly give a damn about. The only charade is the illusion that we might actually be entertained.
  86. Spike Lee noisily attempts to place the hunt for real-life serial killer David Berkowitz at the center of a hotheaded sociological fantasy linking disco glitz, punk rebellion, ethnic insularity, sexual craving, and sizzling heat into one rattling chain of urban hysteria.
  87. That's the moral nut of this highly unexceptional episode, a midlife production in which each Enterprise crew member does his or her vaudeville act.
  88. So willfully bleak and profanity-filled, it could only have been written and directed by an actor.
  89. The energy is sapped by clinging condescension in the guise of compassionate liberalism.
  90. Stone's latest penance is Gloria, the Sidney Lumet-directed dud that sprung from the singularly bad idea of remaking John Cassavetes' oddball 1980 character study. I mean, really, did anyone even like the original?
  91. The movie has the structure of a madcap romantic chase without the wiggy, busting-out freedom.
  92. Best to experience Shaker Heights for what it is: not a movie, exactly, but the true season capper of ''Project Greenlight,'' a series that finds its very drama on the road to mediocrity.
  93. Drips along about as slowly as a polar ice cap and leaves both those who know the international thriller on which this creepy-doings-off-the-coast-of-Greenland yarn is based and those who don't out in the cold.
  94. Maddin chops it up into a feature-length antique-bloodsucker video, and the result takes hold neither as dance nor as silent horror dream.
  95. It's no accident that portions of Six Days mildly echo some of Ford's most popular films, from "Raiders of the Lost Ark" to "Working Girl."

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