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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It isn’t particularly funny. Mocking lesbians for bad bongo-beating poetry, for instance, just ain’t fresh, interesting or even especially offensive.- L.A. Weekly
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John Patterson
Despite good performances from Gregory, Considine and especially David Morrissey, the movie's true merits are all on the surface: its uncannily authentic period reconstruction and its successful use of stressed and textured film stocks. The filmmakers care more about this than about their characters, and it's hard for us not to feel the same.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
While it isn't surprising that improv gods Short and fellow SNL vet Jan Hooks, as Glick's wife, Dixie, are brilliant, who knew that perennial onscreen good girl Elizabeth Perkins, playing here a has-been bitch-diva, could be so brittle and sexy?- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
This perfectly distracting, ultimately unsatisfying film feels like a James Bond flick in which the stand-in got the lead.- L.A. Weekly
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Scott Foundas
If Blake Edwards wrote a script and then Abel Ferrara directed it, it might look something like Nowhere Man.- L.A. Weekly
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The diminishing returns of shock value are the movie's built-in joke, and it would be a lot funnier without the directors' unforgivably bratty postsexist/postracist/posthuman showboating.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
Shandling comes off as a sleazebag -- all that's missing are the gold chains, tufted chest hair and English Leather.- L.A. Weekly
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Robert Abele
But the corker-to-groaner ratio heavily favors the latter as the bagel-and-dreidel jokes begin to lose their spark, as does the story- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
The Salton Sea isn't without interest or ideas, though some of the better ones are cribbed from David Fincher and, especially, Martin Scorsese.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
Running Scared is decently acted and divertingly brutal, but it's also a giant step backward for its maker.- L.A. Weekly
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Amping up the "Beverly Hills Chihuahua" formula with a whole A-team of adorable, talking furballs who converse in one-liners and pop culture references (Apocalypse Now and Scarface, really?), the mega-producer’s stamp is on every fight sequence, explosion and ugly stereotype.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
Whatever ghost-story intrigue the film musters gives way to a tedious cycle of fighting, screwing, shouting and storytelling stuck together by two hours worth of hard-boiled dialogue gone gummy.- 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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Scott Foundas
Only Williams makes any real emotional connection: I'm not sure I'd call his performance good, but there's something fascinating about seeing the man once heralded as "the black Clark Gable" three decades removed from heartthrob status, heavy and sullen-looking, weighed down by the burdens of time and age.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
Wisely, the filmmakers don't try to reform the real rich-bitch divas -- some cultural icons are beyond redemption.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
It's a wit-free homage to Hitchcock and M. Night Shyamalan that, for all its slick presentation, never comes close to hitting the mark of its forebears.- L.A. Weekly
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This superficial nonsense is easily ignored; that the movie runs out of gas at the midpoint isn't.- L.A. Weekly
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Jon Strickland
If Kaena's alternate universe isn't nearly as fully realized as "antastic Planet'," the 3-D imagery is often gloriously turbocharged.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
Any resemblance to Cassavetes, intentional or not, only makes the film's flaws all the more apparent.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
Something there is about the '60s that undoes the most intelligent of filmmakers.- L.A. Weekly
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Jon Strickland
The titular precipitation in Lana’s Rain is a manifestation of the badness in the world -- but here, badness is pure Lifetime Channel.- L.A. Weekly
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