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
If none of it is particularly original or insightful, it's nonetheless executed with skill and economy.- L.A. Weekly
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Scott Foundas
If the great movie musicals are the ones that transport us to some heady superreality, the only place Rent takes us to is the Nederlander Theatre.- L.A. Weekly
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A rather standard out-on-the-road rock doc except for one unique and under-explored twist: The "24" star, after signing the band to his label, impulsively decided to accompany them on this barnstorming adventure as their tour manager.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
Stephen Campbell Moore is miserably out of his depth as the playboy trying to tempt Scarlett, leaving poor Tom Wilkinson to sound a lone note of sophisticated intelligence.- L.A. Weekly
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John Patterson
While the film has the feel of an illustrated radio play, it teems nonetheless with pleasing ambiguities and subtle doubts, and its elusive qualities force the viewer into active and rewarding participation rather than simple passive spectatorship.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
Though hardly a major work, The Burial Society has going for it something that many of the snickering noir comedies currently littering the field lack. Underneath its cheeky amorality, there beats a heart.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
Won't be of much value to anyone besides die-hard Cubs fans or the Santo family itself.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
If it were less prone to soap-opera histrionics, this screechy saga of an upscale family collapsing under the weight of its members' self-absorption might have something worth saying about domestic politics in post-fascist, post-communist, post-socialist Italy.- 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
The film lapses too often into sugary sentiment and withholds delivery on the pell-mell pyrotechnics its punchy style promises.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
Hartnett's pitch-perfect sexual panic can be hilariously funny.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
Film is a ghostly and gorgeous tale of a court magician, the legendary Abe no Seimei.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
The jewel in this well-rounded collection of gay-themed shorts is Alan Brown's "O Beautiful."- 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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Jon Strickland
Davis, who did some writing for a TV series and acted in a couple of B-thrillers, is notably solid inhabiting Riley's conflicted machismo, supported by Diane Tayler's fine turn as a bottom-rung manager.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
By the end of this likely cult classic (only 80 minutes long), when Evie has an amphetamine-induced meltdown during her cable-access comeback show, these divas are as recognizably human as you and me, only sluttier, and with cattier one-liners.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
The script is painfully underbaked, and director Bille Woodruff (Honey) continues to raise a question: How can someone from a music-video background have absolutely no sense of rhythm, timing or pacing?- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
Bettauer means for Arthur and Joe's adventures to be a fable about empathy and hope, but her tone shifts awkwardly between silly and ponderous.- L.A. Weekly
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Corny but goodhearted, the film tries hard not to annoy parents, with animation more fizzy than frantic and nerdy references.- L.A. Weekly
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Scott Foundas
Infernally boring for much of its running time, and then, just as the pulse starts to quicken: To be continued.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
Replete with false dilemmas, assisted by a dreadfully stagy screenplay and directed with all the animation of a tableau vivant, Metroland is such a draggy bore.- L.A. Weekly
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Issues of faith, courage, loyalty, sacrifice and betrayal (the last perpetrated by Soren's brother) are all tackled by Snyder with understated maturity, though a series of slightly repetitive aerial skirmishes can't quite match the inventiveness of Feet's buoyant song-and-dance mash-ups.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
The final meet felt eternal to me, but little girls may love it all, and even if they don't, they're almost sure to practice their handstands when they get home.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
It's the filmmakers' post-camp comprehension of what made old-time B movies good-bad that makes Eight Legged Freaks a perfectly entertaining summer diversion.- 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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Scott Foundas
While director Thaddeus O'Sullivan has some interesting visual ideas -- his period London is a heavily aestheticized, matte-painted dreamscape -- he never makes an emotional connection to the material the way he did in his fine Irish gangland drama, “Nothing Personal.”- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
The photography is clear and colorful, the acting just fine, and the pace steady. However, the wan script by Geert Heetebrij imbues the brothers with so little personality that their respective transformations -- pack no emotional punch.- L.A. Weekly
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David Chute
The result is a soulless piece of product, an ungainly hybrid of sketchy hand-drawn characters in blocky CGI environments, derivative at just about every level.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
The cast of mostly unknowns is agreeable if unnecessarily bland, not a Spicoli among them.- L.A. Weekly
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