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 8.8 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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Chuck Wilson
With her long, black coat and midair karate-chop skills, Selene is more Matrix-y Neo than Count Dracula, which may explain why this movie is so brutally un-fun.- L.A. Weekly
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A creepy clinical voyeurism and condescending empathy that can't help but alienate its intended audience.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
The film staggers under its own didacticism. Too often we're told of men who were professionals back home and are here reduced to driving cabs, waiting tables or vending ice cream.- L.A. Weekly
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Scott Foundas
This Thing of Ours is infatuated with the romance of gangsterism -- with an absurdly straight face, it asks us to feel mournful for the loss of “respect” and “integrity” in the mob community.- L.A. Weekly
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It's a sad state of affairs when the best news about Righteous Kill is that it isn't awful.- L.A. Weekly
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F. X. Feeney
As powerfully as the film lingers in the mind, one can't help wishing he were led just a bit more by his heart.- L.A. Weekly
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Scott Foundas
Lady in the Water feels very much like something its author made up as he went along; and, if it weren't so damn weird, it would most certainly put you right to sleep.- L.A. Weekly
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The only things anyone’s likely to remember, besides Bacon’s crazy-eyes act, are John Goodman’s soon-to-be-legendary turn as a bilious bug-eyed gun dealer and a hellacious back-alley/parking-garage chase shot from a careening fender-level camera. Like much of the movie, it’s as hammily dynamic as it is impossible to swallow.- L.A. Weekly
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John Patterson
A little bit "pi," a little bit "julien donkey-boy," a little bit "Eraserhead," Buddy Boy doesn't equal these, but offers bizarre pleasures of its own.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
There's really only one reason to see Party Monster, and that's Seth Green's scene-stealing performance as former (and somewhat reluctant) New York club kid James St. James, the boy who would be queen.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
To be fair, it's not solely Cage's fault that his new film, Captain Corelli's Mandolin, is lousy -- director John Madden (Shakespeare in Love) deserves most of the heat for this listless dud.- L.A. Weekly
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What should have been a smart, stylish crime caper that nourishes film buffs with its multiple cinema references feels more like force-feeding.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
The film's power lies in the fact that the façade is crumbling on the actress even as she clings to it. That this is not a pathetic sight is due to the grit that we glimpse through the cracks. It's Barbie, becoming human.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
First-time director João Pedro Rodrigues' unwillingness to define his hero’s background or motivations becomes more and more frustrating as the film goes on.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
Working from a preachy, clumsy script that's full of gaping holes in logic, plot and character development, director Zak Tucker is also handicapped by a cast filled with actors who seem to be in their first year of acting school.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
If there's any reason to watch this otherwise inept romance, it's to witness the late Nell Carter nail a Louis Jordan tune, and to see master comic Jonathan Winters downplay his more manic tendencies and effortlessly spin gold from straw.- L.A. Weekly
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This is a shameless mélange of plot elements from already generic Disney knockoffs.- L.A. Weekly
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Lawrence's descent from hyperactive foulmouth to G-rated father figure has been in evidence for years now, but watching director Roger Kumble move from flawed but juicy projects like "Cruel Intentions" to pap like this is a depressing career development.- L.A. Weekly
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With Woody Allen's "Celebrity," Altman's "Prêt-à-Porter" and MTV's "House of Style" predating it by half a decade, this is kind of like clubbing harp seals in a meat locker.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
Offers no perverse philosophical conundrums and no eye-popping visuals. It's a dull, lifeless bore.- L.A. Weekly
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The stars, despite having only a fraction of the charm and talent of classic sparring-but-meant-for-each-other duos, know how to mug for the camera and well up on cue, and somehow that turns out to be enough to carry this trifle.- L.A. Weekly
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And yes, you are supposed to take this all extremely seriously; it probably sounded layered and complex when the writers were stoned.- L.A. Weekly
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Ron Stringer
Fails in so many respects, even die-hard constituents may have trouble learning to like it.- L.A. Weekly
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Scott Foundas
The Anarchist Cookbook drops a few scant sparks onto a torch that, hopefully, some other filmmaker will come along and run with.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
As the characters mix and mingle, pouring out their tales of woe online and fumbling real-life connections, Weintrob leaves no cliché unturned in getting to root causes of behavior.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
A promotional gimmick that's being slipped into theaters with the sort of stealth accorded only the unprofitable or the unwatchable.- L.A. Weekly
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Scott Foundas
Like the movie’s mysterious Jigsaw doppelgänger, Saw IV is itself a poor substitute for the original.- L.A. Weekly
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