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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Negative: 668 out of 3750
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Nick Pinkerton
Where "The Last Exorcism" was sustained by artfully balanced skepticism and a feel for character, Paranormal 2, putatively directed by Tod Williams, can only hold an audience with the understood promise of big jolts around the corner.- L.A. Weekly
- Posted Oct 22, 2010
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Chuck Wilson
In Griggs's eyes, they're all fools. Only old Ronnie, dearly departed though he may be, is worthy of reverence.- L.A. Weekly
- Posted Oct 21, 2010
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It's basically the stuff of a Bill Maher monologue, knocked down a few reading levels and spun into a low-budg gonzo smorgasbord of brashly tacky styles.- L.A. Weekly
- Posted Oct 21, 2010
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At odds with its own lofty and base instincts, Stone ultimately channels neither compellingly.- L.A. Weekly
- Posted Oct 20, 2010
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F. X. Feeney
The love that grows between Fish and Poinsettia could have turned treacly in the wrong hands, but director Charles Burnett -- has the direct observational style of the silent masters.- L.A. Weekly
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Nick Pinkerton
Every gag is smothered by the prevailing tone of labored zaniness and generic, plucky "mischief music" alerting discerning viewers to abandon all hope of laughter.- L.A. Weekly
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At least the formulaic race footage itself is vigorous; the schmaltzy mythmaking script, on the other hand, deserves a one-way trip to the glue factory.- L.A. Weekly
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Nick Pinkerton
All might be good for a flask-to-the-theater laugh, if not for the unconscionable price gouging.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
By the time Leila's brow furrows in concern for the father, the film has absolutely earned its tug at your heart.- L.A. Weekly
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A dreadfully unfunny slog through contemporary dysfunctional family indie cliché.- L.A. Weekly
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Chuck Wilson
Has there ever been a more inept trio of big-city caseworkers? Go ahead, Lilith. Unleash the hounds.- L.A. Weekly
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A decent primer on the common and often misunderstood disease - in bold digital colors and scored to Sigur Rós and Björk, no less! - the film suffers from the attitude embodied by its self-congratulatory title.- L.A. Weekly
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Issues of faith, courage, loyalty, sacrifice and betrayal (the last perpetrated by Soren's brother) are all tackled by Snyder with understated maturity, though a series of slightly repetitive aerial skirmishes can't quite match the inventiveness of Feet's buoyant song-and-dance mash-ups.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
What follows is one set piece after another in which the women make fools of themselves as the script herds them toward a happy ending of hugs and tears.- L.A. Weekly
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This is a shameless mélange of plot elements from already generic Disney knockoffs.- L.A. Weekly
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Perfunctorily shot and edited, the project hinges only on Rutledge-Taylor's findings, which begin to raise eyebrows once pragmatic activism is thrown out the window in favor of the blame game.- L.A. Weekly
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Nick Pinkerton
Devil is a Night Gallery reject worth experiencing only to gape at a "spirituality" that falls somewhere between Dostoyevsky and Jack Chick, and to laugh that such daring feats of narrative illogic were undertaken with a straight face.- L.A. Weekly
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Ella Taylor
Abeles sheds little new light on why few parents, teachers, politicians or administrators seem willing to get off the bus.- L.A. Weekly
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The film is too broad and tacky to engage on a universal level, or at least Stateside: The choreography is sloppy and lifeless; the outmoded blend of vintage rock, country and Broadway styles doesn't click; and the characters are such caricatures that it's no wonder the entire cast is overacting.- L.A. Weekly
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Everything that could go wrong does, but director Turner never musters the requisite manic energy that might get her proceedings off the ground.- L.A. Weekly
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Nick Pinkerton
Smart money says Friedberg and Seltzer never sit through these movies in entirety.- L.A. Weekly
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Though targeted to the same female filmgoers who flocked to the self-realization via food porn of "Julie & Julia," EPL is a comparative downer, letting viewers experience the rush of self-improvement without having to do any of the work. I cried. Mission accomplished?- L.A. Weekly
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Blakeson's feature-length calling card has storyboarded austerity and sadomasochistic promise but in the end lets the game play out in a familiar flurry of double-crossings, two-timings and false deaths, content to only fetishize itself.- L.A. Weekly
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Ernest Hardy
Reiner, in very broad strokes, works in issues of poverty, thwarted dreams and family obligation, and almost pulls it off, thanks to Anthony Edwards, Aidan Quinn, Rebecca De Mornay, Penelope Ann Miller and John Mahoney, who impart humor and humanity to thinly sketched characters.- L.A. Weekly
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Meant to take the scrappy and often ingeniously choreographed dance sequences to the next level, the result is stalled between floors: Some sick moves get even sicker; some become distorted and freakishly distracting.- L.A. Weekly
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About as unremarkable as a film about talking animals organized into competing intelligence agencies can be.- L.A. Weekly
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Nick Pinkerton
Doing The Most Dangerous Game is, for action directors, what covering "Satisfaction" is to bar bands; if you hit most of the notes, it'll do.- L.A. Weekly
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This is one muddled attempt at franchise making: confusing, drab, sluggish. (Ugly, too, if you're forced to see it in 3-D.)- L.A. Weekly
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Nick Pinkerton
Brad Anderson’s long-running saga of the melty-looking Winslow family and the gangling, interfering Great Dane that should’ve been put to sleep ages ago gets a film treatment.- L.A. Weekly
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