For 3,957 reviews, this publication has graded:
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On average, this publication grades 0.6 points lower than other critics.
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Average Movie review score: 64
| Highest review score: | Hell or High Water | |
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| Lowest review score: | Daddy's Home 2 |
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Mixed: 1,377 out of 3957
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At one point, Val bemoans how stupid the country is, how dumbed-down everything has become. Allen's new movie is far from dumb, but it has an air of abdication about it.- New York Magazine (Vulture)
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Peter Rainer
Despite all the computer-generated effects and highflying superhero theatrics, this roughly $120 million movie is, with few exceptions, remarkable only in its small human touches.- New York Magazine (Vulture)
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Peter Rainer
Stoppard and his director, Michael Apted, must be aware of how dry their film is, because periodically they work in little thriller divertimenti -- car chases and such -- that only serve to point up how un-thrilling everything is.- New York Magazine (Vulture)
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Peter Rainer
Director Barbet Schroeder is too elegant an artist for this material, which veers between routine cop-movie conventions and high-toned malarkey that seems a lot closer to Dungeons & Dragons than to "Thus Spoke Zarathustra."- New York Magazine (Vulture)
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If Nine Queens were a great film, instead of just a very good one, this rottenness would be so pervasive that it would burst the bounds of the plot; it would make us shudder.- New York Magazine (Vulture)
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Sylvie Testud gives such a ferociously controlled performance that the messy murder seems like a necessary release.- New York Magazine (Vulture)
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Peter Rainer
More entertaining than it has a right to be. It's pulpy and preposterous, and yet it gets at a real truth.- New York Magazine (Vulture)
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Peter Rainer
The film becomes cumulatively stranger as it goes along, and it has a lulu of a kicker.- New York Magazine (Vulture)
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Franklin directs smoothly, but except for Freeman, the theatrics are pretty pro forma.- New York Magazine (Vulture)
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A hushed, small-scale masterpiece that moves into the shadowlands of tragedy.- New York Magazine (Vulture)
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Haneke is an exploitation filmmaker of the highest gifts. His movies are not to be entered into lightly.- New York Magazine (Vulture)
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It's difficult to work up a strong case of the heebie-jeebies when you keep getting thrown out of the movie by all the atrocious acting.- New York Magazine (Vulture)
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The funniest and most emotionally charged erotic road movie since Bertrand Blier's "Going Places."- New York Magazine (Vulture)
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Peter Rainer
Eddie Murphy and Robert De Niro have made any number of lame movies on their own, but there's a special wastefulness connected to their first co-starring vehicle, Showtime: It's lameness times two, and then some.- New York Magazine (Vulture)
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Peter Rainer
Fitfully effective as a battle movie, and Mel Gibson does his rugged best to take center stage without seeming to. But the movie is self-righteous in a way that's frequently unseemly.- New York Magazine (Vulture)
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Peter Rainer
For all its triteness, Sheridan's sentimentality has its poignancy: This adolescent boy is all set up to live out a halcyon life he'll never have.- New York Magazine (Vulture)
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Peter Rainer
Sets out to demonstrate that life is about more than having sex. Inadvertently -- I think -- it ends up showing us just the opposite. As if we didn't already know.- New York Magazine (Vulture)
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The only reason to check out Big Bad Love is Debra Winger, last seen onscreen in 1995.- New York Magazine (Vulture)
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Eminently disposable, but that's its charm. It stays with you just long enough to make you smile.- New York Magazine (Vulture)
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A movie like Hart's War, for all its realistic trappings, is essentially escapism. And yet it inadvertently pushes the 9/11 button. The real world is going to intrude a lot this year at the movies. Better get used to it.- New York Magazine (Vulture)
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A loose-limbed documentary about the hip-hop D.J. scene that, for know-nothings like me, is highly informative without being in the least academic.- New York Magazine (Vulture)
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Is it possible none of these actors read the script before they signed on? Were New Line executives perhaps too hung up on hobbits to notice how whacked out this movie is?- New York Magazine (Vulture)
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Writer-director Billy Morrissette doesn't have much feeling for satire -- or for Shakespeare. This is a comedy for people who couldn't make it through the CliffsNotes.- New York Magazine (Vulture)
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Peter Rainer
The film's Russians are all played by French and Australian actors. Too bad Butterworth didn't find a Russian to play the Brit. That would have made the inauthenticity complete.- New York Magazine (Vulture)
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Wiseman lets the material breathe in a manner unique to the subject.- New York Magazine (Vulture)
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Twisted and outrageous but ultimately artificial. Albert Brooks did this art-reality thing a lot better years ago in "Real Life," his takeoff on PBS's "An American Family," and was sidesplitting besides.- New York Magazine (Vulture)
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