Entertainment Weekly's Scores

For 7,797 reviews, this publication has graded:
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Average Movie review score: 67
Highest review score: 100 13th
Lowest review score: 0 Wide Awake
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7797 movie reviews
  1. Once again, we're treated to loosely aligned scenes of half-formed characters getting a faceful of director Takashi Shimizu's croaking, implacable, and, yes, still scary housewife-geist.
  2. Allegiant aches to be a thought-provoking, moving allegory of the current world. Instead, it’s an unwieldy two hours too unintentionally silly to validate how seriously it takes itself.
  3. The trouble with the movie, apart from its rather monotonous dourness of tone, is that everyone in the family, especially the reformed-delinquent high school son (Penn Badgley), comes off as tougher, smarter, and quicker on the draw than the stepfather who's supposed to be outfoxing them.
  4. Werewolves are tame with overuse, and movies like Blood and Chocolate -- where moments of inspiration vie in vain with Goth cliché -- play like underlit "Charmed" reruns.
  5. Despite the silly and sentimental nature of his dialogue, Bridges, in this wondrous emeritus phase of his career, sells every single line. Well, almost every.
  6. Quick, get the bug repellent, it’s another infestation of clueless, chatty, goofily dressed Gen Xers flitting around the scary idea of love!
  7. It's an utterly fake nostalgia piece -- stupid and pandering, a bad-boy teen flick that plays less like a loving look at the late '70s than a terrible movie from the late '70s.
  8. It's a dispirited, galumphing mess.
  9. An overly picaresque first feature written and directed by David Duchovny, who also co-stars.
  10. To a character, every man in this faux-homey burg has been castrated! They're all impotent buffoons!
  11. Flubber was more edifying than My Favorite Martian — and more fun.
  12. The movie has no script, and even the better gags - like one in which a couple of the pilots scribble away at coloring books in the backseat of a plane - could have been staged more vividly.
    • 33 Metascore
    • 25 Critic Score
    State Property 2 is no more three-dimensional than your average brand-name-laden hip-hop video.
    • 33 Metascore
    • 33 Reviewed by
      Ty Burr
    Son of the Pink Panther isn’t an unwatchable mess like 1982’s Curse of the Pink Panther; it trots along quickly with series veterans like Herbert Lom adding needed class. But there’s a void at the center of this film about Inspector Clouseau’s long-lost son, and its name is Roberto Benigni. Where Peter Sellers’ Clouseau had a blissfully out-of-it officiousness, the Italian comedian’s sole shtick is to beam idiotically. He’s that ruinous oxymoron: an unsurprising clown.
  13. God-awful?Gooding screams out lines like ''I'm about to get in yo' ass like last year's underwear!''
  14. Sound titillating? It's not.
  15. Strips the source material down to its recognizable parts and then builds something completely new out of them. Unfortunately, the result is entirely Lilliputian in ambition, even for a children's movie.
    • 33 Metascore
    • 58 Critic Score
    Too bad, because until it essentially turns into a medical-thriller version of "Look Who's Talking," the movie hums along comfortably enough as slick B fare.
  16. What is there to do but laugh in self-defense at such pompous self-regard when blood gushes, fuses pop, and Seagal scowls in a series of snappy, embroidered buckskin jackets?
  17. The music screeches, the actors vamp, the knives and weapons and bombs and fireballs fly around the screen. Meanwhile, the well-prepared moviegoer slips into her or his own private fantasy of a world in which movie effects are themselves locked away in an institution for the criminally insane until such time as those effects are really, truly necessary for the story.
  18. Florid, convoluted historical drama.
  19. No authentic emotion of any kind happens in this damp, Seattle-based romance, a fizzle for both stars.
  20. ''Kid'' seeks to ''empower'' its target audience of recent Pokémon grads with an adult antihero desperation that feels preemptive and inappropriate.
  21. The Space Between Us attempts to take young love to literally new heights before crash-landing into an earthbound hash of schmaltzy clichés and romantic absurdities.
  22. North is structured like a black-comic Wizard of Oz, but by the time North awakens from his dream, even home doesn’t seem like a place worth visiting.
  23. RV
    As Williams ricochets between playing submissive soft-drink executive tethered to the whims of a hysterical boss and pathetic dad at the wheel, trying to cajole his family into vacation satisfaction, we can be excused for getting carsick.
  24. And here's the revelation: Miley Cyrus is a really interesting movie star in the making, with an intriguing echo-of-foghorn speaking voice, and a scuffed-up tomboyish physicality (in the Kristen Stewart mode) that sets her apart from daintier girls in her celebrity class.
  25. As this year’s other Jesus movies go, at least Risen managed to add new characters and perspective to one of the world’s most well-known stories. The Young Messiah struggles to hold its audience’s attention.
  26. Aside from an unintentional homage to "Zoolander" that is so tone-deaf it'll make you guffaw, Annie goes out of its way to make viewing it a hard-knock life...for us.
  27. Extraordinarily faithful to the spirit of that creaky, derivative, fly-infested, don't-go-in-the-attic boofest.
  28. Seems to have been given the comedy equivalent of blood thinner. It has the blazing satirical boldness to skewer the first Tobey Maguire Spider-Man -- and, amazingly, not much else.
  29. Aspires to blasphemy but achieves only banality.
  30. Unlike in ''Freaky Friday,'' no magic spells are involved. Nor is there any of ''Freaky'''s marvelous charm in this ungainly Manhattan fairy tale, directed by indulgent sentimentalist Boaz Yakin.
  31. 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.
  32. The entire movie has the meaninglessly burnished, sunglasses-at-midnight glow of an early-'90s car commercial -- a visual scheme guaranteed to leave the audience squinting between yawns.
  33. What does satisfy is the pleasantly becalming presence of "Deep" costar LL Cool J. He's fast becoming Liv Ullmann to Harlin's Bergman.
  34. In ”Son-In-Law,” Pauly Shore is like MTV’s missing Marx Brother; call him Sleazo. For once, he makes being utterly shameless seem halfway likable.
  35. Darker is strangely plotless and devoid of any real tension.
  36. A bummer - slack rather than loose, tired rather than fun.
  37. There is not one honest moment, not ONE, in Hanging Up.
  38. In Trash Humpers, the latest slovenly, haphazard, is-it-a-travesty-if-it's-bad-on-purpose avant doodle from director Harmony Korine, three figures in rubbery old-age makeup do indeed mimic intercourse with Dumpsters.
  39. Instead of exploiting the mystery and dread, or even the comedy, of Billy’s condition, Thinner turns into an excruciatingly low-grade pursuit thriller, with Billy hunting down the old Gypsy sage (Michael Constantine) who put the curse on him.
  40. Unlike its obvious influence, the 1999 Japanese shocker "Audition," The Human Centipede has no real-world echoes. It's an only-in-the-movies sick goof.
    • 33 Metascore
    • 25 Critic Score
    Get Lucy Liu better roles!
  41. The movie takes off from a concept as basic as a videogame, and it sticks to that concept, without surprise.
  42. Graham is charming, but Miss Conception is a cloddish biological-clock bedroom farce.
  43. Smart enough to put much of its weight on Gallner, a lively presence with a terrifically sour mug that makes him look like a mutual cousin of Willem Dafoe and Peter Lorre.
  44. Lawrence is so ON that he appears to be gunning for clockwork bursts of audience approval.
  45. An out of date 1950s movie.
    • 33 Metascore
    • 42 Critic Score
    Don't hate yourself for chuckling at this sweetly anachronistic update of the 1970 Neil Simon comedy.
  46. A trashy teen derivative of The Road Warrior, Blade Runner, RoboCop, and every other retro-future fantasy that director Mark L. Lester could cram into the compactor.
  47. Peter Berg's scandalous sick-joke thriller is packed with rude and clever twists, and it delves, with surprising force, into the hypocritical postures of corporate-era male bonding. The cast is terrific, especially Christian Slater.
  48. Make no mistake, there will be a sequel. Clary may not wind up having the same pop-culture impact as Bella and Katniss, but like it or not, this won't be the last time you hear from her.
  49. Most of The Man is as awful as last year's debacle, "Taxi," yet Levy, stuck in a no-brainer variation on Billy Crystal's predicament in "Analyze This," shows just enough noodgy passive-aggression to suggest what the movie might have been were it not shackled to buddy-action clichés.
  50. It's trash, all right, but perfectly skewed trash -- a comedy that knows just how smart to be about just how dumb it is.
  51. The most desperate thing about Desperate Hours is Michael Cimino’s attempt to direct it coherently. In Cimino’s paws, the story of a merciless crook (Mickey Rourke) terrorizing a suburban family descends into lurid gibberish.
  52. The frankly preposterous nature of the film’s setup is rendered slightly less so by a couple of second act reveals. But, by then, many viewers will have lost interest in a movie with a very high bodycount but a very small amount of grit, either emotional or literal.
  53. A recitation of woes doesn't constitute a plot, and panoramic shots of migrating wildlife don't convey enough African flavor.
  54. 54
    There's a glimmer of what the film might have been, though, in the performance of Mike Myers, who plays Studio co-owner Steve Rubell, with his sweaty thinning hair and look-at-me-I-got-class Lacoste shirts, as a vengeful gargoyle presiding over a kingdom of beauty he can rule but never join.
  55. If you're looking for comic insights beyond the well-documented ass differential between whites and blacks, well, golly, you ought to try another carrier.
  56. Yes, it's all a harmless lark. Which is why the only thing that could redeem this sour patch of candy-coated crud would be a final shot of Earth exploding.
  57. With no Jamie Lee Curtis as a volleying partner, though, Lohan's chipper energy is, like, so totally out of proportion given the colorless pliability of everyone around her.
  58. The movie may be more bogus than a Gucci bag for sale on a Fifth Avenue sidewalk, but at least the backgrounds are real.
  59. Being Human doesn't seem to be about anything: Its five astonishingly limp parables might have been spun by a depressed Aesop who forgot to take his Prozac.
  60. The film tries to replicate the formula that made "Bridesmaids" sing, pairing a heartfelt story exploring the complexities of female friendship with bawdy, over-the-top comedy. But the first half of the equation only partly succeeds, and the latter falls totally flat.
  61. Leap Year could have used more pizzazz.
    • 33 Metascore
    • 42 Critic Score
    Too dopey to cut it as a theatrical release, but more knowingly and competently made than most of its straight-to-video analogues, this Carl Reiner-directed pastiche-parody of film noir occupies a lonely corner of video purgatory.
  62. The Punisher is a moronically inept and tedious piece of death-wish trash.
  63. The Naked Gun writing team and actor-turned-director Hart Bochner do unto the stereotype of inner-city high schools what needs to be done to stereotyped inner-city high schools -- parody them silly -- in this high-flying, low-comedy production.
  64. There's no denying that Scott is a wizard of the narcotic-flash school. In The Fan, he uses his chromium-edged technique to evoke a dread-saturated consumerist America in which the most beloved institutions have grown mercenary and hard.
  65. So many body parts from other engineered romantic comedies have been crudely harvested and stitched together in the making of this weird robotic lark that "Maid of Honor of Frankenstein" might be more useful a nickname.
  66. The sheer, animal idiocy beaming from their faces in the opening credits of The Brothers Solomon creates the film's only moment of uncalculated comic joy.
    • 32 Metascore
    • 16 Critic Score
    A painful comedy that reduces the "Garden State" star to pratfalls while many comic A-teamers around him (including Paul Rudd and Amy Adams) play idiots.
    • 32 Metascore
    • 67 Critic Score
    While Regression does, for the most part, deliver simmering suspense — and with Watson and Thewlis together, it’s fun (and weird) to see a mini-Harry Potter reunion — the script often falls flat, and the film sometimes leans too heavily on the score to telegraph an ominous tone.
  67. A big, fat, juicy spitball lobbed, with mostly dead-on aim, at the teen-smarm clichés that have accumulated like so much earwax over the last three years.
  68. A movie in which laughter and self-exploitation merge into jolly soft-porn ''empowerment.''
    • 32 Metascore
    • 33 Critic Score
    The experiment didn't work. The English-language production is a jumble of poorly delineated notions about love, celebrity, the look of romantic movies, and the sound of American-style dialogue - and it's been sitting on the shelf for over a year.
  69. Ultimately, Age of Extinction is an endless barrage of nonsense and noise.
  70. After a brisk start, the script turns out to be a rough and humorless beast slouching its way towards utter ludicrousness.
  71. Ride Along 2, which moves the action from Atlanta to Miami, plays more like a remake than a sequel.
  72. Chapter 27 is far from flawless, but Leto disappears inside this angry, mouth-breathing psycho geek with a conviction that had me hanging on his every delusion.
  73. There's nothing particularly revolutionary about writer-director Robert Edwards' grimly satiric political fable.
  74. When Rock finds his authentic swing as an actor as well as a comedian, he'll be, like, a movie god.
  75. A boxing film with no conflictual punch.
  76. The story is timeless; this could have taken place when Doyle graduated in '76 -- or any year, really, since the effects of high school linger throughout adult life and nerds are forever.
    • 32 Metascore
    • 58 Critic Score
    A retro horror-comedy featuring quick deaths and cheapo-looking gore, with a few dorky laughs and gross-outs but not so many scares.
  77. The only real reason Paranoia is even remotely worth watching is the chance to see Oldman and Ford go head-to-head like two vipers thrown into a potato sack.
  78. It doubles down on gross-out sight gags that 13-year-old boys should find hilarious, if no one else.
  79. Disposable and shockingly inept.
  80. Don't go expecting an escapist night at the movies; go expecting to be cudgeled into numb, drooling submission.
    • 32 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    This Styrofoam snowman of a sequel overdoses on its own candy-cane-colored sugary cheer.
  81. Requires tremendous restraint not to conclude that this entertainingly apocalyptic mess is about nothing, since it may well be about everything. But I doubt it.
  82. It’s soulless, incoherent, Renaissance Faire hooey. And since the latest iteration of game series that inspired it, World of Warcraft, already peaked years ago, even the timing is off.
    • 32 Metascore
    • 33 Critic Score
    If steampunk bloodbaths aren't for you, it's a long wait for the fat lady to sing.
  83. Even after 110 tumbling, tail-swishing, deeply psychedelic minutes, it’s hard to know if you ever really knew anything — except that C is for Cats, C is for Crazy, and C is probably the grade this cinematic lunacy deserves, in the sense of making any sense at all. And yet that somewhere under the Jellicle moonlight, it is somehow, too, an A++.
  84. At bottom, there's just too much spy in young Cody, and too little kid. The writers might've taken (another) page from the ''Spy Kids'' playbook and infused the action with youth relevance.
  85. Jolie, in this movie at least, has exactly two expressions: blank wistfulness and blank dismay. She reduces the tides of history to one more raided tomb.

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