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 |
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Positive: 1,540 out of 3750
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Mixed: 1,542 out of 3750
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Scott Foundas
What makes the film transcend its limitations is Carell, whose square, "Father Knows Best" demeanor belies a supreme comic self-confidence and whose implacability in the face of the movie's CGI-intensive animal antics can be marvelous to behold.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
Gibson and Good deliver such emotionally honest performances that we wish them a happy ending, no matter how many movie clichés have to be trotted out to get there.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
The film takes on unexpected weight when Christian cops to his intense personal loneliness. That's not the stuff of high comedy, but it's brave and, in these days of rah-rah, everyone's-in-love gay media, rather refreshing.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
If nothing else, Chuck & Larry should open up a whole new career path for the ineffably funny, unselfconsciously buck-naked Ving Rhames as an übermacho firefighter who’s been sitting on a little secret of his own.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
Only Chris Klein, as the lovesick live-in boyfriend of Becky's sister, is given anything like an active emotional arc to play, and he runs with it so beautifully that he steals the movie.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
I'd take almost any colorful-character shtick over the gloomy gravitas that settles over All the King's Men early on and never leaves.- L.A. Weekly
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As a director, newcomer Frank E. Flowers shows a flair for visuals and characters, but as a writer, he needs work. The Tarantinoesque nonlinear structure he employs would be risky even in Quentin's hands, and is downright self-sabotaging here.- L.A. Weekly
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Antiwar, anti-Bush, anti-corporate, yet neither as progressive nor half as funny as the "Harold and Kumar" sequel, War, Inc. squanders some top-tier talent (Marisa Tomei, Sir Ben Kingsley) as well as our patience.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
While moderately entertaining, the film also captures another old dynamic: The “ew” factor dissolves into the yawn factor with surprising quickness.- L.A. Weekly
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John Patterson
It's clever, vulgar and fully committed to making us howl with laughter. If only all sequels were this much fun.- L.A. Weekly
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Murray's gift for imperious indifference is the only reason to sit through a second for-kids-only movie about Garfield the lasagna-loving cat.- L.A. Weekly
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Mark Olsen
Gores certainly seems to be enjoying himself, and diplomacy and plain old good taste prevent one from saying much of anything about his screen performance. Arnold doesn't merit such kindness, nor does producer and director Penelope Spheeris, whose work barely rates above the level of rote competence.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
Hinges almost completely on the taut body and delectable beauty of Jessica Alba, but is otherwise so riddled with limp clichés that it doesn't even qualify as a guilty pleasure.- L.A. Weekly
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Scott Foundas
Cold Creek Manor's prime reason for being seems to be a set piece involving poisonous snakes, directed by Figgis with a drunken gusto the rest of the film could use, and as a comeback vehicle for Stone, who tries hard at motherly warmth, but can't quite wash the Catherine Tramell out of her hair.- L.A. Weekly
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Ron Stringer
Those seeking anything resembling a real discussion of the issues had best seek elsewhere.- L.A. Weekly
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Daniel Fienberg
Kids will probably enjoy the sight of huge, bumbling teddy bears -- Parents will exit wondering why this piece of unnecessary cross-promotion wasn't released straight to video.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
The wet blanket of undigested autobiography lies all over Rob Reiner's excruciating new opus about a marriage winding down into terminal atrophy.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
What’s striking about John McKay's feature debut is how much contempt toward his female characters the writer-director manages to pack into 115 minutes.- L.A. Weekly
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David Chute
Has the crisp pace and bright-eyed facetious tone of a blackout-comedy sex farce.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
Placing gay characters front and center in big Hollywood movies is supposed to inspire cheers, not the case of the creeps that comes with Three To Tango.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
Callahan's feature debut is a one-way ticket to Palookaville.- L.A. Weekly
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Throws in a lot of detail but withholds the real secrets of Abbie Hoffman. His life was no fairy tale. Why should it be filmed to end like one?- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
Coury has made a technically polished first film, but her sense of comic timing and sexual politics is strictly borscht belt.- L.A. Weekly
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These are pitch-perfect impersonations rather than performances.- L.A. Weekly
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