I found the most extreme material to be so tasteless that it voided all comedy.

Outside of a clever re-invention of how the North Pole works, Red One doesn’t do a lot right, which is surprising considering that the project re-teams director Jake Kasdan and actor Dwayne Johnson, who made the thoroughly enjoyable Jumanji: Welcome to the Jungle.

The final minute of Halloween 4 remains as unsettling today as it was during its 1988 theatrical run. The real reason to see this movie is not for the predictable build-up, but for the cliffhanger provided by director Dwight H. Little and screenwriter Alan B. McElroy.

A dreadful, hackneyed piece of cinema.

At best, this is a late-night time-waster to be watched on Prime Video when all better options have been exhausted.

The movie is frequently incomprehensible and, on those occasions when it makes sense, the viewer may wish it didn’t.

The Man from Toronto is derivative and forgettable; nothing about the venue in which it is seen will change that.

Jingle All the Way is forgettable, and that, more than anything else, is why I recommend passing up this holiday offering.

The result is not entirely uninteresting, but it suffers from some ill-advised decisions. In fact, the film's "hook" may be its greatest detraction.

There’s nothing imaginary about how bad a misfire this movie is even for the Blumhouse base.

A bunch of IQ-challenged characters traipsing through a laughably bad scenario brought to life using silly dialogue, banal direction, and questionable special effects.

Siberia is effectively well-paced, offers instances of tension, and doesn’t cheat at the end.

Comes across as a cheesy, fundamentally unsatisfying experience.

If you like Alicia Silverstone, you'll probably enjoy Excess Baggage. This dubious road movie/romance/caper flick is clearly a vehicle for the spritely starlet, and her winsome charm is one of its strengths.

Unfortunately, where the movie falls apart is in the storyline. While Spawn fans may be delighted by this effort, the uninitiated may have a hard time getting beyond the fancy special effects and often-incoherent plot.

One doesn't expect intelligent scripting or deep characterization from Roland Emmerich, but the film's lack of energy, poor special effects, and monotonous pacing lead to an inescapable conclusion: 10,000 B.C. isn't only brain-dead, it's COMPLETELY dead. It's inert and without a heartbeat.

Zoolander would have been better left as a stand-alone cult classic.

The film's main problems are script-related. Most of the stories aren't merely perfunctory; they're superficial.

Reading a Sparks novel allows one's imagination to enter the equation. Watching one of his stories adapted on screen has exactly the opposite effect: it neuters the imagination. This is soap opera, pure and simple.

It is, at best, an oversized, overbudgeted Saturday morning cartoon.

A colossal disappointment. Not because it's superficial and shallow –- those characteristics pretty much go with the territory –- but because it's boring.

Although the film is clearly trying to follow in the footsteps of the Beatles' classic, it's several long strides behind, lacking the same sense of originality, spontaneity, high energy, and joi de vivre.

Unless you’re a fan of extreme sports photography, the 2015 Point Break lags behind its predecessor in most areas.

While the material forming the basis for The Crush can't make any claims of originality, there's certainly enough there to craft a decent film around. With a challenging story, a real script, and actors willing to take a few chances, The Crush could have been enjoyable. Essentially, all that would have been necessary for a success is a complete scrapping of the film that was actually produced. Even lovers of formula thrillers will find this picture hard to swallow.

One of the least effective comic book-to-movie stories to have come along in the past few years. Without a viable screenplay, there's nowhere for the character to go, and no way to avoid making her look silly.

Narratively incoherent and full of cheese and camp, this movie makes it clear that the mummy should have remained dead and buried.

Ed Helms, a Hangover veteran, is a perfect choice to take over the reins from Chase.

This is a painfully bad movie that thinks it’s trying to be Jackie Chan-meets-John Wick and flies so far wide of the target that it might have been shot by a blind man.