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 8.6 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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Negative: 668 out of 3750
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Manohla Dargis
Robbins has made a drastically different film from the one Welles envisioned -- it's wacky where Welles is absurd, cynical where Welles is canny.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
Kirk Douglas turns 83 this very week, and surely the fact that he's pulled a rabbit out of the hat at this late date deserves a deep bow.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
It's short, this movie, an attribute Sandler himself might take heed of, and if the teenagers in the back row are laughing harder and more often, you might at least find yourself smiling (guiltily) every few minutes.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
The ghost story is not half as satisfying as the lovely indie mood piece tucked inside it about a community tending to itself in the wake of a recent wound.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
Anjelica Huston, a gifted and sometimes extraordinary actress, has given herself the title role in her second outing as director---a bitof miscasting for which the director, and not the actress, must be blamed- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
Watching this well-behaved adaptation of one of Greene's most personal novels, you can't help but wish that the novelist had been around to write his own script.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
If director Scott Elliott falters, it's only in the spots where he tries to comment on her (Alice's) persecution without being complicit in it.- L.A. Weekly
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F. X. Feeney
What transpires is so rich that I've seen this movie three times. The joy of being involved with two wholly truthful (if colorfully fucked up) characters is that exhilarating.- L.A. Weekly
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F. X. Feeney
Funny and light, all the more potent for seeming so effortless.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
McTeer's performance -- one of the best you'll see this year -- makes you realize anew how rare it is to see a female character this complex in American film.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
The film is beautifully shot and filled with fine performances.- L.A. Weekly
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F. X. Feeney
No parent who's been roped into leading the troops to a matinee need fear being bored: gags are, Simpsons-like, conceived to tickle several generations at once.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
An appallingly crude film, with dialogue lifted off bumper stickers, characters stitched together from shorthand clichés (the brassy black drag queen; the fiery little Latin number) and a plot that's on cruise control from the opening credits.- L.A. Weekly
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John Patterson
The formula, with its comforting arrangement of familiar elements, is what we're after, and The World Is Not Enough certainly comes through on that front.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
There's so little going on with either the film's story or its characters, however, that there is plenty of time to get lost in cinematographer Emmanuel Lubezki's eerily beautiful visuals.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
Just about everyone worth knowing in All About My Mother is female in spirit, which is to say they're all sexy, impossible, powerfully durable souls, quarrelsome and loyal, inventive at navigating the tragedies.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
Rozema seems determined to defrill the Austen trend and charge it with a fiercer sort of femininity.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
A lot here is genially entertaining, but it doesn't make for interesting or vital filmmaking, because while Levinson might honestly prefer rye, he makes movies the way Wonder Bread bakes.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
That nothing more monumental than an everyday life has occurred to any of the subjects is perhaps the film's most compelling aspect.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
A profession of faith, made with the confident disrespect of a true believer.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
As with all of Egoyan's films, this new one comes cloaked in an atmosphere of dread, but for the first time there's no real purpose, intellectual or emotional, to all the free-floating anxiety.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
Compared to the glib, pandering rosiness of most current chick-flicks, Anywhere but Here is a class act.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
(Ferrer's) performance as the sensitive private dick borders on beatific as he stumbles about a nighttime Hollywood Boulevard waxing lyrical about "love, sex and betrayal."- L.A. Weekly
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F. X. Feeney
The Messenger may be a caricature of theology, but then Besson is a cartoonist of genius.- L.A. Weekly
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This spineless feel-good nonsense means to warm the cockles of your heart. Somebody check the oven: My cockles were charred.- L.A. Weekly
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Little more than a movie of the week with slick visuals and an amped soundtrack.- L.A. Weekly
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Are the little ones really getting anything more out of this slightly flashier, exceedingly louder 75-minute version of their usual 30-minute dose of anime hijinks?- L.A. Weekly
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