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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Ella Taylor
Though the movie looks gorgeous, glittering with the monochromatic beauty of noir transposed into the key of yellow, it chugs along like an overly responsible documentary, more the working out of an idea about the gambler's true nature than a story.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
A movie bloated with character cliches and a bullying score that bludgeons us into whatever emotion composer Marc Shaiman thinks we should be experiencing.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
Although character arcs are a little too abruptly truncated as the story moves, Natali never fumbles the big picture.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
If it's difficult to pinpoint exactly where this maladroit drama about the infamous New York discotheque went wrong, it's because everything in the film is lousy: The writing, the directing, the acting, the casting (Neve Campbell?), the moral posturing, the Capote clone, the Andy lookalike, even the glitter that clings to Salma Hayek's lashes like tears.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
Working from a script by David S. Goyer ("Dark City") that lacks any sense of humor or character, Snipes seems unsure if he should vamp it up or play it straight, while Dorff just plain sucks.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
Anderson and co-writer Lyn Vaus have a wonderfully light touch with dialogue both comic and sad, and Davis is the perfect mirror for the movie's gracefully shifting moods, and its soulful bossa nova score.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
What is remarkable is the absolute cool with which LaBute charts his story: The director has the soul of an assassin.- L.A. Weekly
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Ron Stringer
The fault lies mostly with the writers, who consistently come up short on wit and imagination enough to finish, let alone flesh out or polish, a joke.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
While Slums of Beverly Hills may sound like a downer, Jenkins tempers the family's downbeat circumstances with sympathetic humor, a quirky camera style and lo-fi retro flavor.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
This upscale Harlequin fantasy film works much the same terrain as Douglas Sirk's All That Heaven Allows, a '50s weepy about an affair between an older woman and a younger man, though without an iota of its wit or intelligence.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
Not too long after the knockout opening, all that's left of Snake Eyes are Cage's wild eyes, the dregs of David Koepp's rotten script, and De Palma's restless, anxious camera, on the prowl for something, anything, to hang on to.- L.A. Weekly
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Some of the most heavy-handed, laughless, uninspired attempts at comedy since prime time. But I still dig “South Park.” Let’s forget this ever happened.- L.A. Weekly
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The rewrite went well, and the crew did a fine job; but you insult us, Mein Disney, serving up leftovers on such expensive china.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
This tough, crackling thriller from director Gary Gray is one of those rare action movies with something on its mind other than moviestar sneers and incessant big bangs.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
If Steven Spielberg's emotional intelligence matched his visual genius, his honorably flawed new film might qualify for one of the greatest-ever American WWII movies.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
Irons' doleful lassitude sucks the energy right out of the story and makes this listlessly directed adaptation droop all the more.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
A screenplay that not only has a way with genre cliché, but manages to score some deviously witty political points- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
Their taste is as bad as their timing is exquisite.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
A triumph of low-end production design, shot in sizzling, solarized black and white, and driven by a propulsive, insinuating score, Pi is a horror movie that makes you think and an indie film that makes you squirm.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
The old hands still seem to be having a good time, so why the hell shouldnít we?- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
The movie is ridiculous, but since the special effects are really quite impressive, that seems a small point.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
As naked and bitter and mesmerizing a display of self-pity as you've seen outside as Edward Albee play. By the end of this willfully grimy yet oddly beautiful movie, Billy and Layla have earned grudging sympathy.- L.A. Weekly
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F. X. Feeney
The deeper strength of Smoke Signals rests on the sensitivity and truthfulness of Farmer’s performance as the ebullient, self-hating alcoholic father, and that of Irene Bedard as the young woman he knew in later life.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
To his credit, Eddie Murphy knows it well enough to deliver a team-playing performance as the critter-phobic physician who reluctantly becomes the Albert Schweitzer of the animal kingdom.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
This isn't a profound film, or even an important one, but then it isn't trying to be. It's so diverting and so full of small satisfying pleasures, you don't realize how good it is until it's over.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
Mulan, like all the characters in this movie, is a cookie-cutter American prototype, lazily ripped off from the Disney boilerplate that fashioned Pocahontas et al.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
It's the brilliance of The X-Files to have turned Mulder's paranoid style into a function of cool. Mulder and Scully aren't just beautiful, smart, well-armed and seemingly impervious to the banalities of everyday life, such as cheap haircuts and ruinous love affairs--they're cool.- L.A. Weekly
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