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
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| Lowest review score: | Wide Awake |
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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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Dana Schwartz
Every gag in this movie has already been done before, and better, presumably by one or both of the earlier Johnny English films. I promise that I will never force myself to find out.- Entertainment Weekly
- Posted Oct 25, 2018
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As bad as Ebert’s screenplay is, Meyer’s direction is just as choppy. The film also looks ugly.- Entertainment Weekly
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Ty Burr
The script tries to work up sympathy for a character who’s not much more than the bastard trailer-park spawn of Jerry Lewis. Sadly, this is everything you ever thought an Ernest movie would be.- Entertainment Weekly
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Owen Gleiberman
The plot, which features Lea Thompson as a gold digger scheming to marry Jed, is like something you’d catch on the USA Network at 4 a.m. But enough of beating a dead possum. After sitting through The Beverly Hillbillies, I now realize that the best tribute anyone can make to the pop detritus of our childhood is to let it rest in peace.- Entertainment Weekly
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Lisa Schwarzbaum
The trek is long, the direction (by Murray’s Quick Change colleague Howard Franklin) is soft, the script (by Roy Blount Jr.) is windy, and the occasional laughs are as heavy-footed as the thunking lead pachyderm herself.- Entertainment Weekly
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Owen Gleiberman
Yet another low-grade spectacular about an evil force that leaps from body to body.- Entertainment Weekly
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Lisa Schwarzbaum
The scariest thing about The Haunting is how awful it is. No, worse than awful: desperate. It’s a horror flick afraid of its own audience, as lost in its own geography as the fictional film crew in The Blair Witch Project.- Entertainment Weekly
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Ken Tucker
A dubbed Italian botch starring a lithe Burt Reynolds as a Native American.- Entertainment Weekly
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Good luck searching for meaning — you’ll find mostly blood and epithets.- Entertainment Weekly
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Some bad films become kitschy-cool with age, but Shanghai Surprise continues to rot.- Entertainment Weekly
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Owen Gleiberman
The trouble with Scott’s movies is that they’re not just star vehicles. They’re about the aesthetics of celebrity, about the narcissism that’s going on offscreen. If Revenge ends up knocking Costner down a peg, it’ll be just what he needs — and deserves.- Entertainment Weekly
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Owen Gleiberman
One of the most indecently bad movies of the year.- Entertainment Weekly
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Owen Gleiberman
If there were truth in advertising, The People Under the Stairs would be called The Not Very Scary Movie Set Inside a Grungy, Badly Lit House.- Entertainment Weekly
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What are two of America’s top dramatic actors, a serious playwright, and a hard-boiled British director doing in We’re No Angels, a meaningless stab at film comedy? Failing badly, that’s what.- Entertainment Weekly
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Darren Franich
There are actors who can pull off dual roles, and now we know Seth Rogen isn’t one of them.- Entertainment Weekly
- Posted Aug 4, 2020
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Owen Gleiberman
The Power of One spends so much screen time reveling in the eloquence and bravery of its hero and depicting South Africa’s blacks as an anonymous horde of victims that the film, in effect, becomes their victimizer.- Entertainment Weekly
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Mary Sollosi
Some of the songs have charm. The cast is undeniably talented. But ultimately, the film has way too much in common with the egomaniacs at its center: It poses for an undeniably good cause, but its greater purpose is to collect the credit for having done it.- Entertainment Weekly
- Posted Dec 1, 2020
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Maureen Lee Lenker
There’s a great film to be made about organ donation — the miraculous, often mysterious link between donor and recipient and how that decision touches lives. But 2 Hearts doesn’t come close to finding the pulse required to be that movie.- Entertainment Weekly
- Posted Oct 16, 2020
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All the virile violence in this buddy picture is lackluster — we’ve seen these fights, chases, and shoot-outs before.- Entertainment Weekly
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Owen Gleiberman
Bruce Willis is at his most morose in this flat, dankly lit, grindingly inept thriller about a serial killer whose victims all turn out to have been acquaintances of Willis’ rumpled, alcoholic cop hero. As his by-the-book partner, Sarah Jessica Parker is the only one in the movie who doesn’t look sleep-deprived.- Entertainment Weekly
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High production values and a moderately appealing cast do nothing to ameliorate the tedium... The sappy concoction concludes with a genuinely impressive race sequence, but it’s not worth the wait.- Entertainment Weekly
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Owen Gleiberman
During the fight scenes, it sounds as if a hundred watermelons were being clobbered at once. Other than that, it’s business as usual, with the all-American Speakman proving the most generic vigilante this genre has spawned yet.- Entertainment Weekly
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It’s hard to believe that these two people, so dissimilar in every way, would be attracted to each other in the first place. It’s even harder to listen to the drone of the numbingly unsympathetic Michael (Noonan, also the movie’s writer and director). When there are only two characters on screen, you’d better rouse concern for both so your viewer is not fatally tempted by the stop button.- Entertainment Weekly
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Lisa Schwarzbaum
A movie not funny enough for a comedy, not touching enough for a heart-warmer, and not energetic enough for a story about a robbery of rare coins — Danson and Culkin end up exposing all their weaknesses.- Entertainment Weekly
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Owen Gleiberman
Warlock is an occult schlock-o-rama, with special effects so low-budget they might have come out of a joke shop.- Entertainment Weekly
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Ty Burr
With ”Dennis,” Hughes takes har-de-har brutality to new depths — it’s a movie that seems made specifically to blunt the sensibilities.- Entertainment Weekly
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Owen Gleiberman
The producers of Nowhere to Run simply toss out the mousetrap. They make the dismal mistake of turning Van Damme into a softy, a sensitive lunk who puts up his dukes only because he wants to help his new family. The former kickboxer would do well to remember that the most heartfelt performance he was put on this earth to give revolves around the tender sound of snapping limbs.- Entertainment Weekly
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Owen Gleiberman
The Zatoichi films are amusing comic-strip spectaculars — the blood spurts like something out of a Hawaiian Punch commercial. The action in Blind Fury, on the other hand, is resolutely earthbound and heavy-duty. The fact that Hauer kicks, slashes, and punches without the benefit of sight just makes you acutely aware of how ludicrous this stuff always is.- Entertainment Weekly
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Owen Gleiberman
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.- Entertainment Weekly
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