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
The cast of mostly unknowns is agreeable if unnecessarily bland, not a Spicoli among them.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
What makes High Art remarkable is Cholodenko's refusal to put her characters or story through a filter, her unblinking willingness to dive right in.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
Against the odds of this wheezy material and Michael Browning's fitfully funny script, director Ivan Reitman (Ghostbusters, Dave), a master of timing, contrives to spin a likable romantic comedy.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
Carrey is a genius at registering the rage behind television's sunny smile, while Laura Linney excels as his wife.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
Cloying, unoriginal stuff, rescued -- barely -- by the easy affection that courses between Bullock and Connick Jr., and by the lovely cinematography of Caleb Deschanel.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
Sex holds in perfect tonal balance, and without cynicism, a brew of maliciously transgressive comedy and tender sympathy for its tortured characters, all gripped by terror of love, or sex, or both.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
Mimi Leder shows none of the vigor she exhibited when directing for E.R., and screenwriters Michael Tolkin and Bruce Joel Rubin betray a real aptitude for hack work.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
Shooting Fish wants to hang with the hip crowd--witness the vibrant colors, the flashy camera work and the stream of catchy pop songs--but its heart just isn't wild enough.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
The television commercials for the movie say something about this being the same team that brought you “Face/Off,” which is about as relevant to this picture as noting that Paul Thomas Anderson got Wahlberg to drop his pants in “Boogie Nights.”- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
Two Girls and a Guy grooves on a provisional spirit that keeps the movie shifting in unexpected directions, tracking the exhilaration and horror of an open-ended game with high stakes to which no current rules apply.- L.A. Weekly
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F. X. Feeney
Everyone plays their role (and the roles within their roles) to perfection, and writer-director Mamet keeps us guessing what's what and who's who right up until the final minute.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
Director Stephen Hopkins (Nightmare on Elm Street 5: The Dream Child) and writer Akiva Goldsman (Batman and Robin) layer a ridiculous time-travel tale with the story of a dysfunctional family Robinson, impressive special effects, and IKEA does Star Wars production design.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
In his true-life film about four brothers who robbed banks out West during the late teens and early '20s, Richard Linklater seems to achieve the impossible: He makes Ethan Hawke bearable.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
Going down with the Titanic was a picnic compared to what Leonardo DiCaprio has to weather (an Alice in Wonderland hairdo, for starters) as Louis XIV in this unwittingly nutso adaptation of Alexandre Dumas' 1850 novel.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
It's impossible to find an iota of aesthetic worth or an ounce of pleasure in this sludge.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
Cute and smarmy are nothing new for writer-director Tom DiCillo; what is new is the crushingly unfunny fusion of the two he's hit upon for this film.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
[Proyas] hasn't yet learned how to enliven his characters as fully as his sets. Part of this is structural (somnolence is built into the script), but the greater fault lies with Proyas' direction of his performers, most of whom deliver their lines in a strangulated whisper.- L.A. Weekly
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Paul Malcolm
If you can be satisfied with only Wayans' Tourette's syndrome bit, or his perfect timing in the scene where he just kisses a girl and creams his pants, you'll go home happy.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
Director Volker Schlöndorff is ponderously out of his depth with comic pulp, and fatally heavy-handed with his actors.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
Sandler smirks a good deal less than he did in his last two movies, and with a couple of acting lessons, he might develop into a screen presence.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
While the length and ridiculous finale are a drag, the only thing that stinks about Sphere is its pervasive boys-club snarkiness, especially since Stone is actually good. Levinson has always been a better director of men, but it would be nice if Attanasio could learn how to write a role for a woman that wasn't an embarrassment as well as an insult.- L.A. Weekly
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Hazel-Dawn Dumpert
Since neither (Chapelle nor Koontz) seems to have any idea as to how to make an actual movie, they abandon form and reason and throw every stock trick in the book at the screen to see what sticks. And what sticks is the murky goo of storytelling gone bad.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
A nearly affectless Christian Slater, who carries a co-producing credit and seems to have lost his charisma along with his sneer, plays Tom, an armored-car guard who plays hide-and-seek with a gang of thieves, all of whom, outside of ringleader Jim (Morgan Freeman), are instantly forgettable.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
As to be expected, it's all very beautiful; too bad it's also often annoying, save for a heartbreaking final half-hour.- L.A. Weekly
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F. X. Feeney
It's a first-rate chamber piece for actors, but Julie Christie brings a particularly layered depth to what could have been a very flat role; a combination of bereaved mother and castaway wife. Her torment and her intermittent joys are so fully communicated that they anchor the film.- L.A. Weekly
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Manohla Dargis
But since Costner canít save his movie, it's something of a stretch to think he might be able to save the world.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
As funny as it's got all year. Manipulative and calculating? Sure. Submit! Enjoy!- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
The hardware explodes just fine, all the right people die, and Pierce Brosnan, suave and likable as ever but no Sean Connery, not in a million years, gets the job done.- L.A. Weekly
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