For 3,750 reviews, this publication has graded:
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3% same as the average critic
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51% lower than the average critic
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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Positive: 1,540 out of 3750
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Ernest Hardy
Saturated with deep, rich color and low-key visual wit, and graced with sympathetic performances.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
What the film suffers from most, though, are its own low aspirations: stroking the libidos and funny bones of brain-dead 12-year-old boys immersed in the shallow end of hip-hop.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
Startlingly affecting -- What emerges is a picture of an illness that causes enormous suffering but whose origins and treatment continue to elude even those doctors who pay attention to it.- 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
Holds its potentially problematic ingredients together remarkably well, summoning outstanding performances from Morrow and Linney, while never dipping into sentiment or patronizing the ailment's sufferers.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
Shallow Hal is "Shrek" for grown-ups, a fairy tale right down to its reverse-Cinderella plot.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
Can he do the thing? Well, yes and no. He -- Mamet, David, celebrated celebrity playwright and less-certain maker of movies -- can do some of the things, like assemble a cast sleek as a cat.- 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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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
There's nothing like a feature-length video game to make you feel you're being played.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
Mitchell -- gives a harrowing, beautifully conceived performance, the depth and arc of which can't be fully appreciated until the film's final scene.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
Fate plays both prankster and deliverer in Firode's never-too-clever scheme, buoyed, like his often-winsome images, by romantic fancy.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
For a film purporting to tell it like it is for black gay men, race is the most poorly handled aspect in Punk's equation; it's almost as if it had no relevance. That might have flown if its most telling moment didn't suggest otherwise.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
The story's charming, the set pieces are wildly inventive, and even the throwaway one-liners, about everything from movie-animation pioneer Ray Harryhausen to the old Oscar Meyer jingle, are hilarious.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
Sucks -- because it's a frenetic bore that insists on its audience's adoration while making no demands upon their intelligence.- L.A. Weekly
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John Patterson
Nauseating, tasteless and offensive -- but in all the best ways.- L.A. Weekly
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The Coens have resurrected a hardscrabble California of wooden porches and gravel driveways, of rolling, oak-wreathed hills and one-lane roads, and of a restless people whose meager dreams are wrecked the moment money, sex or a bottle get in the way. Never has the past seemed so familiar.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
Manipulative, feel-good drivel wrapped around a cloying performance by Kevin Spacey.- L.A. Weekly
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Director Mel Smith (Bean) struggles to make up for the lack, clumsily juggling screwball dames and criminal elements, and trying to disguise the film's marked lack of vitality with split-screen tricks, jokey camera angles and a limp musical montage.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
Bass isn't a gifted actor, but he retains his dignity, mostly by keeping his head down and avoiding the eyes of the idiots around him.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
Leaves you reeling from the force of the humanity it captures and -- in its own gut-wrenching way -- honors.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
There's nothing particularly wrong with this movie, except that it's too nice for words.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
This is a small, funny movie drawn from the radical notion that a love born of late-night lust can survive the glaring light of day.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
A brutish affair replete with sliced bodies, a diced storyline and enough clanky dialogue to wake the dead.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
Director Ernest -- doesn't skimp on style in a film that bluntly exploits social conscience to pump up its taste for gore.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
Remarkable exploration of sexuality and the Jewish faith.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
Although much has and will be made of the film's sexual explicitness -- and, yes, it is a bit -- this less-than-perfect but deeply felt film is finally most daring for its hard-core insistence on our need for connection.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
A hyperreal, visually layered period style that finds film noir shadows creeping in at the edges of a blue-sky, get-along-to-go-along America.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
Those who hang in for the long haul are rewarded with a sexy, moving love story.- 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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F. X. Feeney
Their discretion makes From Hell less a horror movie than a classical film noir.- L.A. Weekly
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F. X. Feeney
Lurie manages, despite these obstacles, to inspire Redford to give one of the most layered and interesting performances of his career.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
In many ways, Marshall and Barrymore are an equal match -- while both have a flair for the small touches that build a good comic scene, each lacks the complex layering of motive and emotion that make a human life believably real.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
Individual artists were assigned their own characters and given free rein -- characters and locations shift on a dime from naturalistic to baroque -- with the result that the movie's formal imagination surpasses and redeems the banal tedium of some of the dialogue.- L.A. Weekly
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F. X. Feeney
Has power not only as film scholarship, but as an inquiry into cinema's interplay with our collective memories and the nature of history itself.- L.A. Weekly
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John Patterson
Iguana runs hot and cold, being engaging and dull by turns depending on the plausibility of the character before the camera.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
There's no denying the overwhelming force of the giant IMAX screen, as we're reminded that each of us is the coolest special effect ever.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
Belongs to the small rank of hip-hop films that actually have something to say -- and that say it with both style and intellectual bite.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
Too long, too slow, too self-consciously chatty and too much at the mercy of a slim premise that doesn't wear well under endless repetition.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
There's some funny erotic business with gas masks, but neither that nor the unfolding love story is quite as engrossing as the raucous bunch of former Soviet citizens.- L.A. Weekly
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Mark Olsen
What at times feels like a maniacal romp becomes just another sporadically funny, but mostly lame, piece of disposable product.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
A pure font of high-flying kung fu artistry, the likes of which has since transformed the way Hollywood's good guys and bad kick the crap out of one another.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
Not just everything you want in a David Lynch movie, but damn near everything else you want in ANY movie.- L.A. Weekly
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F. X. Feeney
Christine Lahti, making her directorial debut, wrings good laughs and strong emotion throughout, largely through the performances.- L.A. Weekly
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Mark Olsen
Its overall view of 12-year-old life is essentially one of high-spirited fun.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
Opens the floodgates of cartoonish villainy and pitiful sentiment.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
Grisman's warm, loving home movie in the guise of a documentary.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
Chop Suey really captivates with surfaces; look away for an instant, and the spell is broken.- L.A. Weekly
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F. X. Feeney
Director John Dahl ("Red Rock West," "The Last Seduction") has a pronounced knack for snap reversals and out-of-the-blue shocks.- L.A. Weekly
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David Chute
Ultimately, The Hidden Half is shopworn feminist soap opera, enacted in a political echo chamber.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
Having built his cast from friends and family, the director is left with some stilted acting, but that's easily outweighed by the film's infectious enthusiasm.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
One of those movie equivalents of a freeway pileup -- it's a mess, at once insistently watchable and a total dead end.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
As Serendipity moves into the final stretch, Chelsom's direction becomes frenzied but still lethargic; he never breathes life into the film.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
Martel's off-the-cuff candor and intelligent eye for the quietly telling detail charts the progressive rot not only of a family, but of an entire social class.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
Va Savoir doesn't so much flow as wander, trailing off into drama one minute, slapstick the next; it tries your patience, but ever so gently, masterfully.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
Kane believes in happy endings, but he makes his characters earn theirs, as each couple is forced, ever so subtly, to face its own inner nonsense. The filmmaker has divine actors at his disposal.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
But its quiet, solid center is Forster's Eddie, a man who can keep his cool under pressure and, with the merest twitch of a facial muscle, reveal a capacity for change.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
Jabberwocky is not a Python film, a fact most obvious in its marked lack of humor.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
The film's jarring shifts in tone ultimately serve well the complexity of the film's narrative entanglements; they feel more honest than similar Hollywood offerings.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
Director Gary Fleder can only fling the camera about and indulge in some familiar screen sadism (and no wonder -- his last feature was "Kiss the Girls") as he tries to squeeze a few thrills from material as desiccated as his leading man.- L.A. Weekly
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F. X. Feeney
One's laughter builds on such a rising curve that memories of its flaws burn away.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
For all the highfalutin dialogue and mysterioso goings-on, the only true mystery Hicks and Goldman conjure up is whether the mellifluously voiced outsider is dangling his new friend a little too closely on his knee.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
The only time the actors appear to have accelerated their own heartbeats is in two paintball scenes, as well as -- professionals all -- the fart-lighting contest. It's pretty pathetic.- L.A. Weekly
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F. X. Feeney
It's fitting, then, that Dinner Rush boasts Hawks-ian virtues: fiery energy, swift, character-driven chitchat and a tough, upbeat sense of how the world works.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
It's a nice try, but the film remains a pinhead's idea of softcore fetish material.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
Not only relates the astounding story of the expedition and its unimaginable hardships, it presents a thoughtful study of a time when there were adventurers who might actually respond to an advertisement reading "Men wanted for hazardous journey. Low wages, bitter cold . . ."- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
At once a heartfelt story about a family undone by violence and an overburdened allegory of fascism.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
Glitter is, if nothing else, comfortable with what it is, namely earnestly made, wholehearted schlock.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
Ironically, for all the paranoia, York's Defiler and his henchman, an always game Udo Kier, are an oasis of wit in an otherwise parched, self-serious script.- L.A. Weekly
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Mark Olsen
Among the film's other drawbacks are how conventional it feels in its structure and strategy, often misguidedly going for the epic high-key feel of classic NFL Films on a low-key, DV budget.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
Ludicrous but not quite the howler it could and should have been.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
What could have been a fascinating exploration of geographical mayhem becomes instead an exercise in tedium.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
The Kornbluths don't offer much visual style -- the film is as flat and sterile as its corporate environs -- but they build an excruciating tension from Kornbluth's confounding inability to lick a few stamps.- L.A. Weekly
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Mark Olsen
The true star of the film -- areas whose mind-boggling size and immense beauty are still too overwhelming to be fully captured by the supersize IMAX screen.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
Shawn is clearly meant to have deep feelings, yet the filmmakers have saddled her -- and Blair -- with a shallow angst that bums out the whole movie.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
Until its dismaying final 15 minutes, this baseball redemption movie sails along on the charms of cute kids and a star who makes up in bone structure what he lacks in talent.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
Director Chang builds some chilling suspense into the cop's grim investigative routine -- as well as generous helpings of blood: It runs, splashes and sprays as the amputations continue.- L.A. Weekly
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Mark Olsen
Ultimately neither freewheeling enough to work as a diverting entertainment nor barbed enough to strike home as any sort of social commentary.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
Hyams ("End of Days," "Timecop"), who is his own cinematographer, has no idea how to shoot or compose Xiong's wired choreography.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
A scathing, darkly funny political essay wrapped inside a tragic love story (or vice versa).- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
A surprise hit in Thailand, the film is nonetheless a reductive mess.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
Rapp's creepy, ghoulishly funny and, finally, touching new film.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
A horror movie that's not horrific enough, Soul Survivors plays like a "Twilight Zone" by way of "Touched by an Angel."- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
Wahlberg has turned into one of the most sympathetic and persuasive young actors around, and while his new movie remains safely, even shrewdly, in the middle of the road, he rocks.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
On its own, the story is tepid, and less than original. What draws us in is the way in which Gatlif sets it against a rich Andalusian backdrop.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
The result is a sui generis, love-it-or-hate-it exercise in homegrown American surrealism.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
The makers of this malnourished teen drama haven't just dropped six letters from the title of Shakespeare's Othello, they have excised everything that gives the original its troubling power -- principally a point but also furious passion.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
Salva falls back on dull, jumbled action and an awkward subplot as he lurches toward a sequel.- L.A. Weekly
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Mark Olsen
Never quite gets up to speed, lurching its way through a glossing, superficial take on street life and teenage sexuality.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
A humane and precociously wise documentary by the young Los Angeles director Amir Bar-Lev.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
It is, however, Tortilla Soup's cultural transposition that feels most phony. Where Lee brings depth and subtle observation to his middle-class ensemble piece, Ripoll has simply added a thin Latino glaze.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
Moodysson's movie, one part mash note and three parts scathing piss-taker, is hugely compassionate toward the well-meaning fools in his tale, but he doesn't suffer their nonsense gladly; his film is, in large part, about grown-ups needing to grow up.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
It's cheap thrills all the way, served up with the kind of situational purity that only Carpenter seems to care for these days. It's that simple and that much fun.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
A film we hereby proclaim the finest fertility comedy ever made, in the faint hope that another will not be attempted.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
Looks drab and doesn't take very good advantage of its New York locations, but the neurotic intensity and emotional honesty of its two leads more than make up for it.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
Only once, in a quick sketch of "Planet of the Apes" -- does the humor seem to spring from pure movie love. In nearly every other respect, the film is so lazy, solipsistic and overpleased with itself it's hard not to believe that this time the Evil Empire has won not just the battle, but the war.- L.A. Weekly
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To help Prinze sail past the eventually unbearable clichés of Kevin Falls and John Gatins' script, director Mike Tollin has assembled an impressive supporting cast.- L.A. Weekly
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