For 3,750 reviews, this publication has graded:
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46% higher than the average critic
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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 |
Score distribution:
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Positive: 1,540 out of 3750
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Mixed: 1,542 out of 3750
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Negative: 668 out of 3750
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Ella Taylor
Branagh has cut, pasted and aggressively abridged Love's Labour's Lost, and piled it high with fancy visuals to make sure we get the drift.- L.A. Weekly
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John Patterson
The interchangeable males all resemble Freddie Prinze Jr., and Anderson's direction is no less anemic, making one yearn for an Escape/Quit button that, sadly, doesn't exist in this medium.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
A dark, biting comedy-- funny, smart and full of unpredictable twist and turns.- L.A. Weekly
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Scott Foundas
Even Cohen can't dull the loony romanticism of the movie’s finale and, to his credit, stages one truly spectacular bit of action midway through, when Biel bails out behind enemy lines and narrates each harrowing moment of her earthward plummet.- L.A. Weekly
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Mark Olsen
There is a great divide between a film about people in the throes of aimless, meandering lives and a film that is simply aimless and meandering. Smokers Only never acknowledges, let alone bridges, that gap.- 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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The Clone Wars is minor to the point of irrelevance, nothing more than a stylized direct-to-DVD shrug projected onto a big screen while Lucas launches two more TV series filling in prequel blanks better left empty.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
This Rob Reiner comedy jogs along pleasantly enough to the finish (Costner is charming as always in over-the-hill-ruin mode), which entails a less-than-shattering insight about love and marriage.- 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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David Chute
Perhaps it is simply impossible, even with affection in your heart, to craft an evocative homage to the expansive musical melodramas of Bollywood on a small-scale indie budget.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
Director Raja Gosnell apparently doesn't even try to pump life into this wan film version of the beloved Saturday-morning cartoon.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
While the final revelation is laughably absurd, DeNiro and Fanning are so far inside their roles that one can't giggle for long.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
Written in 60 Seconds would be a more appropriate title.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
West delivers the emotional goods when tragedy strikes in the final reel. If 17-year-old pop star Moore isn't a skilled actress, she's at least unassuming.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
She is known as one of the great muses, yet director Bruce Beresford, Wynter and screenwriter Marilyn Levy are never clear if this is by design or chance.- L.A. Weekly
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Scott Foundas
Honoré never gets beneath these characters' sunburned skins, and well before the end, the film tips irretrievably over into the realm of absurdity.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
This time, Zombie doesn’t appear to have many deep thoughts, so Michael doesn’t just stab his victims, he slices and chomps them into gooey pulp — an overkill motif that actually feels false to the character and quickly becomes a depressing bore.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
The worst thing about Event Horizon--written by Philip Eisner, directed by Paul Anderson--isn't all the gore decorating the 21st-century space ship that gives the movie its name, but the filmmakers' reliance on shock edits and headache-inducing sound F/X to obscure the fact that this is one of the most derivative movies to hit screens in memory.- L.A. Weekly
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F. X. Feeney
The film works, cleanly, without any tiresome reliance on computer graphics.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
A Rumor of Angels beats its wings furiously, only to sink back into spiritualist goo.- 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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Ernest Hardy
A small revolution tucked inside clichés and willful artistic ineptitude.- L.A. Weekly
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Mark Olsen
Just because the filmmakers have their roots in the Midwest doesn't give them a pass when it comes to their stereotypical rendition of small-town people and ways, chock-a-block with sadistic cops, shotgun-toting locals, and strippers from up in Des Moines.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
Stuck with flat material and a star more adept at responding to humor than generating it, director Stephen Herek, in a vain attempt to generate laughs, enlists Cedric the Entertainer, as a convict-turned-preacher.- L.A. Weekly
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All in all, a striking, memorable disappointment -- not unlike so many first loves.- L.A. Weekly
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When you're working with clearly conventional material, it helps to attack it from a cockeyed angle or at least adopt a gritty, lived-in urgency, but Deal is fatally earnest.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
What really hamstrings Sinner, though, is the hetero narcissism beneath its enlightened posturing.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
Both character and metaphor have gone to the dogs, leaving a slew of fart and burp jokes and laying bare Dreamcatcher's driving purpose, which is to make multiplexes full of little boys yuk it up, then gross them out, creep them out.- L.A. Weekly
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