For 7,797 reviews, this publication has graded:
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68% higher than the average critic
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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.
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Average Movie review score: 67
| Highest review score: | 13th | |
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| Lowest review score: | Wide Awake |
Score distribution:
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Positive: 4,958 out of 7797
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Mixed: 2,079 out of 7797
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Negative: 760 out of 7797
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Lisa Schwarzbaum
Stripped of the pleasures of terror, flattened of grandeur (with a tacked-on coda that fairly groans with storytelling defeat), the movie sinks from the weight of its own heavyhandedness.- Entertainment Weekly
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Owen Gleiberman
Leaves you with the dismaying sensation that Levinson, who should probably be off making his own version of ''The Player,'' has instead crafted a comedy of self-loathing, burying himself in a movie that deserves to be Vapoorized.- Entertainment Weekly
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Unfortunately, it's impossible to tell from this confused mess (costarring Jakes as himself) what that message is.- Entertainment Weekly
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Owen Gleiberman
This ''satire'' of triple-X raunch and ''Jerry Springer'' sleaze starts off at a pitch of preening dementia and just grows more hysterical from there.- Entertainment Weekly
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Never mind that the film's portrayal of the mentally ill is on a par with "There's Something About Mary" -- the clumsy moral that we were all better off as hunters and gatherers couldn't be sillier.- Entertainment Weekly
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Bruce Fretts
Aa shockingly chintzy spin-off of Fox's post ''Pokémon'' cartoon hit.- Entertainment Weekly
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Owen Gleiberman
It's doubtful that even a real actress could have triumphed over the rusty tinsel of Glitter, a hapless, retro-'80s ''Star Is Born.''- Entertainment Weekly
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Lisa Schwarzbaum
Eventually, the senses jam and a mental lube job is in order.- Entertainment Weekly
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Scott Brown
Sour, sadistic, and stale from sitting on the shelf since the pre-''XXX'' era -- an era I'm starting to miss.- Entertainment Weekly
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Bruce Fretts
It doesn't help that most of the jokes (like a rip-off of ''There's Something About Mary'''s dog-in-the-crotch bit) are themselves stolen.- Entertainment Weekly
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Lisa Schwarzbaum
A desert of shrill juvenile jokes and clanging chase sequences.- Entertainment Weekly
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Lisa Schwarzbaum
The film squanders every opportunity (and international-coproduction cent) on by now imitative Nine Inch Nails-video-style visual Goth-goo, and, scarily, forgets to input a plot or script that makes any sense.- Entertainment Weekly
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Owen Gleiberman
An action-choked dud in which even the closing outtakes barely deserve to be left on the cutting-room floor?- Entertainment Weekly
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Lisa Schwarzbaum
If, as Fincher has said, this movie is supposed to be funny, then the joke's on us.- Entertainment Weekly
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Lisa Schwarzbaum
The movie's mortal failing is echoed in the religious medal Pita gives Creasy in a gift of innocent, uplifting love: Finding heft or coherence within all the lugubrious agitation is a lost cause worthy of St. Jude.- Entertainment Weekly
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The action involves lots of second-rate martial-arts choreography (made even less thrilling by the video's pan-and-scan job), while the psychological conflicts are filled with unconvincing angst.- Entertainment Weekly
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Owen Gleiberman
Just a lumbering, poorly photographed piece of derivative sci-fi drivel, full of grunting extras scampering around in animal pelts and more dank, trash-strewn sets than I ever care to see again.- Entertainment Weekly
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Critics tend to fawn over the Japanese director-star Takeshi Kitano (a.k.a. Beat Takeshi), but am I the only one who finds his films impossible to make heads or tails of?- Entertainment Weekly
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Lisa Schwarzbaum
Just because A Walk to Remember is shrewd enough to activate girlish tear ducts doesn't mean it's good enough for our girls. They're willing to buy tickets; why not honor their wits as well as their wallets?- Entertainment Weekly
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Isn't up to much of anything besides pretending that swearwords and snot-nosed insults, served up by Santa with an almost institutional monotony, aren't just naughty. They're -- big joke! -- incorrect.- Entertainment Weekly
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Someone (Myers?) came up with the bright idea of turning the Cat in the Hat into the worst Vegas nightclub spritzer of 1958. He's become a furry version of Rip Taylor: a walking, talking vaudeville idiot box.- Entertainment Weekly
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Lisa Schwarzbaum
The movie may be more bogus than a Gucci bag for sale on a Fifth Avenue sidewalk, but at least the backgrounds are real.- Entertainment Weekly
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Owen Gleiberman
The United States of Leland is tedious yet infuriating, since its characters, all of whom seem to have emerged from a screenwriter's manual, are like exhibits in a thesis meant to indict the middle class for the crime of its collective dysfunction.- Entertainment Weekly
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Scott Brown
The big climax isn't climactic, just hysterical and incoherent. Murphy, with her bug-eyed, love-me mugging, is simply too slight and gawky to play the Everygirl.- Entertainment Weekly
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