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On average, this publication grades 8.7 points lower than other critics.
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Average Movie review score: 56
| Highest review score: | A Bread Factory Part Two: Walk With Me a While | |
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| Lowest review score: | Deuces Wild |
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Ernest Hardy
The corniness and predictability feel, if not quite fresh, then not so groaningly stale.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
Bitton is Frederick Wiseman-obsessive about the practical details that make this horrific arrangement work, but she's also an unabashed polemicist.- L.A. Weekly
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F. X. Feeney
The Marat/Sade irony of setting these scenes in a madhouse helps, but Macfadyen's volcanic magnetism and spot-on mimicry of Hitler's body language and speech patterns make insight flesh.- L.A. Weekly
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John Patterson
What enrich the film are its layers of detail -- moronic racial protocols, turf wars, pecking orders, men as livestock -- the authenticity of the dialogue and the rich range of characters.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
Sandler smirks a good deal less than he did in his last two movies, and with a couple of acting lessons, he might develop into a screen presence.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
Aside from isolated flares of unchecked emotion ...Bouquet's Lucie is too far removed from our ken of romance and overriding purpose, or from Berri's for that matter, to be embraced entirely.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
Director Tony Kaye may be reaching for opera, but screenwriter David McKenna has set his sights distinctly lower.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
For his first feature in 15 years, Spanish filmmaker Eloy de la Iglesia has made a witty, unsentimental class comedy.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
Despite his obvious passion, Long never fully ties together the human and animal footage, and so the film feels disjointed, as if two different documentaries are being fused into one.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
A wonderful movie. For every misstep there are the sublime expressions of agony and ecstasy of which Herzog is a master.- L.A. Weekly
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The sort of sick humor even Andy Kaufman would have recognized as well beyond the pale.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
It's a refreshing change from the self-interest and paranoia that shape most American representations of Castro. At the same time, Bravo anticipates that such a view will drive some nuts.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
At its best, there's nothing gushy about Dennis Quaid's portrayal of Morris, and more than anything it's his beautifully modulated reserve that holds this film in emotional check.- L.A. Weekly
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David Chute
Mathews has obvious storytelling chops, and a sharp eye for absurdity. But there are sacred cows in hip, progressive America, too, and the truly fearless satirist has to be a carnivore.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
A portrait of dispossession so acute that it's caused a few critics to cry, Let her eat cake!- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
On a purely visual level, it's the most powerful and viscerally exciting movie to come out of Hollywood this year. Which doesn't mean that it's all good.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
A hit in Denmark, this impressive debut feature from writer-director Anders Thom as Jensen is decidedly offbeat, with Jensen contrasting moments of brutal violence with the emerging gentleness of Torkild and his friends.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
Although that's enough plot for two movies, Niccol proceeds to clog up his meticulously mounted story with a murder and a romance (hence Uma Thurman), allowing needless intrigue to distract from his ideas.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
In her charming debut feature, writer-director Alice Wu works hard to sidestep both pathos and antic comedy, an admirable ambition that makes for a relentlessly low-key film that nonetheless builds to a third act rich in surprising turns of character.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
She makes a perfectly fine role model, if you rate cheerful, sensible and chaste under the skinny tights and glow-in-the-dark tank tops.- L.A. Weekly
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Alan Scherstuhl
It’s a Rocky movie, just the latest go-round, its story more formulaic, its people less specific, its rhythms as wheezily familiar as a workout you should have changed up weeks ago. It’s a diminishment of Creed, a dumbing down, just as Rocky II was a diminishment of Rocky.- L.A. Weekly
- Posted Nov 21, 2018
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Formulaic but not cynical, The Final Season has some sweet, thoughtful passages in what is otherwise just one more well-meaning inspirational sports movie.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
Unfortunately, two separate screenwriting teams...send Cody away from kid-resonant environs and off to exotic locales, culminating in an overproduced mountain-lair finale.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
In the current flood of Holocaust documentaries, stories of righteous gentiles abound, but the singular beauty of Hiding and Seeking is its delicate but relentless probing of ambiguous motivation on the one hand, and its hearteningly conciliatory spirit on the other.- L.A. Weekly
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Scott Foundas
After an hour of predictably sophomoric antics involving foulmouthed kids, compulsively self-pleasuring canines and the rampant objectification of women, Click turns into a surrealist death dream in which Sandler's masochistic impulses flower onscreen as never before.- L.A. Weekly
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Robert Abele
Johnny Knoxville has a few inspired bits as Vaughn's recovering-addict chum, and The Rock carries an effortlessly soft side in the nonviolent scenes, but Bray doesn't linger too long on anything that doesn't end in a thud or wallop.- L.A. Weekly
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C.S.A. isn't subtle, but its undisguised indignation places it in the same bold polemical tradition as Peter Watkins' incendiary "Punishment Park" (1971), that nightmarish slice of speculative sci-fi about government-sanctioned manhunts for hippies and dissidents.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
While the film strives to prove its cool, it's also built on the insufferably antique idea that some flattery and a good fuck are all any woman needs.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
Director James Wong and co-writer Glen Morgan seem, in this film's creaky first third, to be working on automatic pilot, but they gradually cut loose, staging one imaginative and gleefully gruesome death after another.- L.A. Weekly
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F. X. Feeney
The romance and sheer fun that Where the Money Is packs into its swift 89 minutes follow from the sweet surprise that neither is threatened by the other.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
Adam & Steve is uneven, but it's a relief to see a gay romance that isn't about ab-perfect 20-year-olds, and which features lovers played by two long out-of-the-closet actors. Wonder of wonders.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
Had Xiaoshuai trusted audience sympathies to stay with a slightly more forceful character, he'd likely have crafted the heart tugger that the film aims to be.- L.A. Weekly
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Meet Dave feels a little too cuddly and familiar to be more than a programmatic summer kids' movie -- better than average, but not worth phoning home about.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
A calculated bid to turn the Rock into a more family-friendly commodity. That calculation may be transparent, but it pays off: Cracking one-liners and alternating between world-weariness and growing affection for his charges, Johnson is wonderful -- much better than his material.- L.A. Weekly
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Scott Foundas
More often than not, Two Men Went to War resembles a feature-length episode of "Hogan's Heroes," with the brave but clumsy Brits continually managing to outfox the even more bungling Nazis.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
On the surface, this coming-of-age tale feels slight and unremarkable, yet the director's final close-up of Frankie packs a punch -- a testament to the power of a gifted young actress happily lost inside her first big role.- L.A. Weekly
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The problem lies in the film's inability to decide whether such loaded images are funny in a Farrelly Brothers/Dave Chapelle kind of way or if they mean something deeper. The terrific lead performances only heighten this confusion.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
It’s a good story, and Uekrongtham, making his feature debut, captures the camaraderie of camp life and the subsequent matches with the panache of a veteran studio hand, but the insights into Toom's psyche never extend past the fun he has applying powder and eyeliner.- L.A. Weekly
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Scott Foundas
What makes the film transcend its limitations is Carell, whose square, "Father Knows Best" demeanor belies a supreme comic self-confidence and whose implacability in the face of the movie's CGI-intensive animal antics can be marvelous to behold.- L.A. Weekly
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The downside to what is, in essence, an authorized biography is that the movie plays like an inflated "Today" show profile; the upside is that Busch has given Catania and Ignacio complete access to the old footage from his Limbo Lounge days.- L.A. Weekly
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John Patterson
Despite its dry wit and compassion, the film suffers from a philosophical emptiness and maddeningly sedate pacing, and, in the end, the only aspect of the movie that truly commands attention is Jagger's desperately inexpressive acting, which hasn’t improved one iota since "Ned Kelly."- L.A. Weekly
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A Freudian nightmare with a lead who looks like the guy who runs your local pizzeria, Maniac also features one of the great head explosions in cinema history.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
The director's work is suitably unnerving, but leaves one feeling beaten senseless by reel two. When the hero's well-earned moment of clarity finally arrives, most will likely be too numbed out to care, despite the best efforts of Brody, an actor too vividly alive to be wasting his time playing dead.- L.A. Weekly
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Scott Foundas
The more things drag on, the more monotonous they become and, by the end, Hard Candy has devolved into a rather transparent game of one-upmanship in which Hayley and Jeff come across in almost equally repellent measure, their behaviors driven less by organic impulses than by their need to satisfy the script's elaborate series of reversals and counter-reversals.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
Ustaoglu has made Mehmet unbelievably naive -- and the hardships piled upon him unintentionally evoke "The Perils of Pauline." That dilutes what should be a powerful protest film, and robs it of the emotional impact it aims for.- L.A. Weekly
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April Wolfe
Bad Reputation comes off more as a fanboy’s declaration of reverence to the queen rather than an interrogation of one of the most iconic women in music.- L.A. Weekly
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David Chute
The movie works so hard to transform its shocking subject into acceptable material for middlebrow melodrama that it never deals with it.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
Liberal use is made of freeze-frame and flashbacks as a kind of emotional chronology, yet it's precisely in this regard that the characters feel tentative and half-formed. I'm still trying to figure out why this perfectly serviceable movie won the Grand Jury Prize at Sundance last year.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
Strictly for budding young ladies, though it does offer those who've already bloomed the grown-up pleasures of Firth, a great actor who graciously invites you to join him in the slow-burn romantic corner into which he's rapidly painting himself.- L.A. Weekly
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Ron Stringer
A fine cast of unknowns in a story of faith -- lost, found and continually challenged -- that neither romanticizes nor condescends to its milieu.- L.A. Weekly
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Scott Foundas
Most of the time Wedding Crashers is more genteel than it is outrageous (or funny), playing like an only slightly less benign spin on the tiresome fish-out-of-water farce that fueled the two Meet the Parents movies.- L.A. Weekly
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Strangely uplifting, a kind of ode to how on Earth we think we're passing the time.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
The director is Garry Marshall, but The Princess Diaries is no where near as nauseating a fairy tale as Marshall's "Pretty Woman."- L.A. Weekly
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Jon Strickland
If first-time writer-director Julián Hernández lets his knotted narrative get away from him too often, he nevertheless shows a miraculous sense of style for a 31-year-old.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
Nettelbeck's storytelling grace, however, only highlights her clumsy script, which drags the viewer through an all-too-predictable menu of catharsis and romance that can overpower the film’s subtler, more complex flavors.- L.A. Weekly
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John Powers
Carrey's schizophrenic new effort gives you both at once -- it drowns his hilarious physicality in an ocean of sap.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
I've never quite figured out what the poker-faced Peter Riegert does as an actor, but his matter-of-fact minimalism is always funny and affecting.- L.A. Weekly
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F. X. Feeney
What is surprising, and what one takes away most deeply and happily from Triumph of Love, is a refreshed admiration for Mira Sorvino.- L.A. Weekly
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The only history that bears a real influence on The Last Samurai is the history of Hollywood moviemaking, and the unfortunate way it has of turning extraordinary stories into hopelessly ordinary ones.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
Crazy/beautiful has a leisurely local specificity, and Stockwell has a tender way with his actors.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
A film without attitude or mystery...an exquisitely executed, and exquisitely banal, treatise on the banality of evil.- L.A. Weekly
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John Powers
CQ is modest, especially for something bearing the grandiose family name, and it possesses both a tenderness and a quiet intelligence.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
As a political statement it is either a cry of despair or a grim acknowledgment that in the endless cycles of history, civilization will always have its saboteurs.- L.A. Weekly
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F. X. Feeney
Overall, King of the Jungle never quite achieves a necessary, culminating insight about charity, or mercy -- though Leguizamo's performance puts one in reach.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
The film is never really more than a series of loosely connected riffs and set pieces. That'd be fine except much of it is slack and airless; the laughs are many but they're too spread out -- a far cry from the series' heyday of taut, rapid-fire lunacy. Still, it's worth catching the film just for Sedaris' performance.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
You can only cram so much of this stuff into a movie without putting your audience to sleep -- The movie sags badly in the middle, swirling around itself without making headway.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
Robbins has made a drastically different film from the one Welles envisioned -- it's wacky where Welles is absurd, cynical where Welles is canny.- L.A. Weekly
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F. X. Feeney
A smoothly structured, earth-toned and well-drawn Japanese anime.- L.A. Weekly
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David Chute
Until the IMAX 3-D format is used to produce effects that are not trivial, it will never be anything more than what it is right now: a grandiose amusement park attraction.- L.A. Weekly
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Scott Foundas
Hoot is flatly directed by talk-show-host-turned-sitcom-director Wil Shriner, but the young actors are spirited and appealing, and the movie's low-key anti-establishment posture is vastly preferable to the knee-jerk fulminations of a Michael Moore.- L.A. Weekly
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Has the crisp pace and bright-eyed facetious tone of a blackout-comedy sex farce.- L.A. Weekly
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Silver, manages the deft balance of making Seagal seem both genuinely courageous and charmingly blockheaded.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
There's lots of half-naked flesh on display, and an enticing sense of hot action afoot (especially between the two gay guys), but the directors seem timid about sex, and really, what's the point of being Spanish if you're afraid to show the good stuff?- L.A. Weekly
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David Chute
Gandhi, My Father radiates sincerity. It’s a beautifully shot and staged period reconstruction, and is at times impressively acted, at least in the secondary roles. What it lacks is fresh insight.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
How nice to see a new comic lead (Ferguson) with the confidence not to hog the screen.- L.A. Weekly
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Wilson is articulate and ironic, and Otto-Bernstein mostly shields us from his tantrums and critics.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
Director Darnell Martin (I Like it Like That) races through the script's bullet points with a brisk superficiality that leaves crucial plot points underdeveloped and unresolved, and refuses to engage the dark side of Leonard Chess’ paternalism.- L.A. Weekly
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John Patterson
We spend too much time with the kidnappers - a veritable Geek Squad of undifferentiated techies - as each successive escape attempt is foiled and our eyes are warped by abundant shots of computer screens and grainy surveillance-camera footage.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
The film is consummately professional but phlegmatic, a slow fizzle.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
Estes never really completes a thought about this sorry group's moral dilemmas.- L.A. Weekly
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Scott Foundas
The longer Swing Vote hangs around, the more engaging it becomes. It's twice as smart as you have any reason to expect but still only half as smart as you wish it were.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
As a performer, Robin Williams has a wonderfully volatile range; as an actor, he commutes uneasily between over-sincere and over-sinister. Both modes are on full monochromatic display in this stolid noir thriller.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
While it's true that most of us make our way through life without a plan, the studied arbitrariness of Page's accommodating ramble from Hicksville to Smutsville doesn't make for thrilling cinema.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
Jalil penetrates a carnivalesque subculture of self-reinvention and obsession, emotional need and materialist greed, with a camera that is, by turns, cruel, kind and incisive.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
Filled with the kind of frank, nonsensational sensuality that eludes American filmmakers, this movie proves again that the most interesting cinema about teenage life -- gay and otherwise -- is being made far from our provincial shores.- L.A. Weekly
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The result is an attractive, well-intentioned film that is surprisingly dull and uninvolving.- L.A. Weekly
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Nick Pinkerton
"Transporter" director Louis Leterrier is sure-footed when battling Gorgons and giant scorpions, but he muddles the comic-grotesque opportunity of the Stygian Witches.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
Director Olli Saarela, who co-wrote the script with Antti Tuuri, offers up a trembling romanticism that gradually hardens -- like Eero's consciousness -- with exposure to the horrors of war.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
I hope to God that Patrick McGrath's novel Asylum, about a bunch of repressed Brits manipulating the stuffing out of one another in a 1950s psychiatric hospital, is better than the shallowly competent exercise in nastiness that British director David Mackenzie and screenwriter Patrick Marber have made of it.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
The film is nothing if not benign, but its merits are moot for those above 7 or so.- L.A. Weekly
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