The entire enterprise is a bewildering mess, put in place only to frustrate and alienate anyone who buys a ticket. Every action scene is telegraphed, and most of the dialogue is irrevocably stupid.

Ti West’s pointless new film The Sacrament, an exercise in talking loud and saying nothing, isn’t just bad, it’s infuriating.

After Earth stupefies us with nonsense, such little thought and logic went into this idea that it can’t even be considered a rough draft, this is a movie almost daring an audience to emotionally detach throughout. For shame!

Relentlessly awful.

Disgusting and humorless mess.

A dismal new serial-killer thing.

Almost unbearable.

I just wanted to rail against the casual homophobia, the senseless violence and the sociopathic cruelty that Ready to Rumble treats as good clean fun.

We're forced to listen to misogynistic rantings devoid of wit, entertainment value, or even authenticity.

Some things just don't translate . . . not with Lipnicki attached, at any rate. Stick with the books.

Do not bring children to this movie unless you want them to have nightmares for weeks.

An assault on brain cells.

A black comedy that never gets black enough to inspire Farrelly-style decadence.

Does this mean that Sabotage is a rich, morally complex story about the gray zone between good and evil? Hell, no. It just means it is a bungle.

Silly teen thriller.

Flawed at its very core.

Another droning formulaic thriller.

Has even less directorial initiative than it has romantic spark.

It's just another bad horror film with inadequate young actors chased around a big house by something.

Merely reconfigures the same predictable gross-out jokes, sentimental platitudes, and decorative sex that figure into half the screenplays in circulation.

A sequel from hell.

In the end, Malena is an unlikable and foul farce, unworthy of Tornatore's previously gentle touch.

The film is Travolta's baby, but indifference and boredom is everywhere.

Atrocious comedy.

Valentine simply mines the same tired, predictable slasher-movie vein as everything else he's (Blanks) done thus far. Send this one back unopened.

So you'll laugh during Big Momma's House -- but the laughs are so negligible you'll probably forget them before you get to the parking lot.

The animation is only marginally better than the TV show, which means it stinks, and the story is pretty trite.

Lost its chance to be anything but an endurance test for the viewer.

There isn't a moment of wonder or poetry in its very long 69 minutes.

An almost total waste of time.

Kids -- may like this movie. But kids like green ketchup, so what do they know?

In the running for worst film of the year... and it's only April.

If you're looking for something child-appropriate that'll actually keep the little darlings awake for two hours straight, you'd do better...and cheaper...to just stay at home with the Discovery Channel.

God-awful.

Where's the comedy?

I see Austin Powers as Myers' desperate cry for help -- a plea to stop him before he does schtick again.

This reprehensible and deeply unfunny film is obviously critic-proof.

Insufferably boring, culturally hegemonic, and profoundly ugly.

Scary Movie 5 is so massively un-enjoyable, a hate crime against cinema, a ringing indictment of the depths commercialism will go to in search of the lowest common denominator.

An epically miserable viewing experience, go ahead and skip this one unless you’re seeking to answer the riddle of what happens when people don’t try at their jobs.

The film isn't merely bungled. It's starved and battered by Lichtenstein.

A Haunted House, its despicable bigotry aside, is also a not-very-good comedy.