Slant Magazine's Scores

For 7,772 reviews, this publication has graded:
  • 33% higher than the average critic
  • 3% same as the average critic
  • 64% lower than the average critic
On average, this publication grades 6.4 points lower than other critics. (0-100 point scale)
Average Movie review score: 59
Highest review score: 100 Mulholland Dr.
Lowest review score: 0 Jojo Rabbit
Score distribution:
7772 movie reviews
  1. Writer-director Paul Weitz's proudly boisterous star vehicle for Lily Tomlin has about as many ambitions as it does delusions.
  2. The film is defined by its staunch refusal to clarify its characters' emotional issues, marooning them instead in the messes those emotions have wrought.
  3. If first-timer Aleksander Bach's choices as a director are any indication, he's a filmmaker who cares less about characters and actors than about dubious surface dazzle.
  4. A Bourne movie turned just askew enough to be funny, American Ultra trains a bemused eye on a trope ripe for a ribbing.
  5. Instead of using the titular metaphor as a means to seek deeper, darker ends, Isabel Coixet proceeds to restate it over and over again.
  6. Craig William Macneill's film is a sporadically frightening slow burn with a fatally overlong fuse.
  7. Rarely do the interviewees express their own thoughts on Beltracchi, as Birkenstock lets him speak for himself, for better and for worse.
  8. The unapologetic lack of political correctness never goes beyond a one-dimensional and tentative provocation.
  9. Reminiscent of Woody Allen's great, under-sung Manhattan Murder Mystery, it utilizes a pulp conceit as a shorthand for the regrets that bubble up in a marriage.
  10. Tom Shoval, who eschews stylistic flourishes in order to focus on character, leaves the film's heavy lifting to the actors and his own screenplay.
  11. Though J.P. Sniadecki doesn't elucidate any broad structural motive, his film gradually adopts an engrossing rhythm among its clatter of steel and ambient chatter.
  12. A hodgepodge of horny-old-man clichés writ large, staged as a gleeful affirmation of its male lead's ego and entitlement.
  13. Familiar as its art/life paralleling may be, it's all fueled by a filmmaker with an intimate relationship to his subject matter.
  14. It's most towering accomplishment are its set pieces, which manage to be brash, exhilarating, and even occasionally moving.
  15. Its expositional crutch proves most inadequate when the team ascends the final pitch to the top after years of preparation in no more than a minute of screen time.
  16. Temperamentally, Guy Ritchie aligns more with the lithe, James Bond-like Solo: detached, above-it-all, eternally cool under pressure.
  17. Mistress America is both the most concentrated and antic film in Noah Baumbach's unofficial New York trilogy.
  18. Jorge Michel Grau's ambitions are stalled by a screenplay that seems to have never made it past a first draft.
  19. Director Aviva Kempner profile of Julius Rosenwald suggests a 60 Minutes segment stretched to feature length.
  20. Even when tragedy strikes early on, the revelation is just another "growing up is hard" dot on the grid.
  21. Its concern for the reclamation of identity is less important than the dull approximation of The Others' stark haunted-house atmospherics.
  22. The filmmakers never really answer inevitable questions: What's the point of these fussy allusions?
  23. It grows increasingly hopeless as it contrasts the alien paradise of the opening with the wastelands that resemble corporate dump sites.
  24. Its allegory for internalized homophobia, a gay man's perilous attraction to straightness itself, seems in this case deeply persona.
  25. The kind of wholly misconceived thriller that begs asking precisely what its filmmakers were seeking to accomplish.
  26. It revives hope for a pop-art cinema that's capable of treating characters like actual human beings rather than pawns on a chess board.
  27. The film introduces a promising romantic pentagon, only to let it float away unfulfilled into studiously benign coming-of-age clouds.
  28. It elegantly evolves from an absurdist comedy into a remarkably wounded and uprooted story of friends who're beginning to tire of their shared social cocoons.
  29. A definitive reflection on the work of two great directors and the specific slices of cinema they so fruitfully cultivated.
  30. It exploits the military aesthetics that lend themselves so well to breathtaking sounds and visuals without fetishizing them.
  31. Director Jonathan Demme grasps the well of feeling of Diablo Cody's script and eventually harnesses it in his own image.
  32. It adds more grist for the mill to the notion that studios don't hit the big red "reboot" button in any other state than a panic.
  33. Joel Edgerton's boilerplate direction is a blessing for a genre increasingly saddled with literal visualizations of madness.
  34. The payoff is a huge and telling visual howler, summarizing the entire plot with a blithe indifference that will inevitably mirror the audience's.
  35. Thomas Wirthensohn frequently sinks into dully positing Mark Reay as something close to the pinnacle of human integrity.
  36. It has generous lashings of Aardman Animations' trademark warmth, visual inventiveness, and satisfying Claymation tactility.
  37. A consummate sampler platter of the bounty of state-of-the-art animation currently available as alternatives established major-studio house styles.
  38. The narrative derives much of its tension from the unsentimental ambivalence Jon Watts displays toward the story's two pre-teen boys.
  39. Bobcat Goldthwait's hand too nervously tempers Crimmins's outré tactics as kooky showmanship bred from unimaginable trauma.
  40. It can't resist winking at how this franchise manages to defy the limits of both human endurance and its superstar's rickety public status.
  41. Father doesn't just know best, he's the only one whose knowledge or lack thereof means anything at all.
  42. Breaking the laws of human nature is an ancient comic convention, but it only works when it leads to a laugh.
  43. A zig-zagging, free-associational genre item that's mostly concerned with stretching the generally narrow tonal rules of what a thriller can be.
  44. Daniel Augusto relies on familiar tropes pertaining to the sexy, rebellious rock-star artist who does things his own way.
  45. Tolerance in the film doesn't so much suggest a recognizably real epiphany as it does a moving Hallmark card.
  46. The poetic pretenses are compounded by a sledgehammer insistence on elusive and irreducible moments as inherently beautiful.
  47. Here's a documentary so insidious, so comprehensively scrubbed clean, that it argues for the therapeutic powers of consumerism.
  48. One senses that all of these kinds of documentaires are finally aggrandizing shrines made by artists trying to erect something out of nothing.
  49. The film's denouement is at once shocking and organic because it echoes a well-paced but nasty children's fable.
  50. It does well in using dialogue to shape its escalating tête-à-tête, but the filmmaking is too fuzzy to expand on those ideas.
  51. Robert Gordon and Morgan Neville reinforce the very circumstances they outwardly condemn.
  52. Among the film's many revelations is the level of self-aware humility Brando exudes while talking about his life and creative process.
  53. To hose down the white elephant in the room right off the bat, yes, it falls into place as a coming-of-age spin on the Manic Pixie Dream Girl archetype.
  54. Like technological innovation itself, the film seems overwhelmed by the reach of all its techo-cultural parts.
  55. This is a Happy Madison production, and as such it's exhaustively lazy, outside of its righteous dedication to the valorization of the man-child.
  56. Each battle scar in the film is a testament to a vaguely but nonetheless forcefully defined notion of masculinity.
  57. Its irritatingly saccharine tone is such that it shuns grappling with certain characters' dubious and perverse behaviors.
  58. Its anodyne tastefulness effectively lumps it into a big vat of likeminded Sundance-or-SXSW-endorsed offerings.
  59. The film may take the notion of implication over illustration a bit too far.
  60. Even as Samba struggles to hold onto his identity, the film becomes entangled in an identity crisis of its own.
  61. One wishes the director had as burning of an interest in significance as he does trickery and quippery.
  62. Christian Petzold never luxuriates in all this film history, but rather channels the artifice and affect it embodies into new insights.
  63. It suggests that Kris Swanberg has taken notes on what a film concerned with pregnancy should include without actually making it.
  64. The film offers a veritable smorgasbord of dated, only-in-the-movies clichés about the debt-ridden working class.
  65. Another effort to explain how difficult it is to be a young, white, smart, non-disfigured, upper-middle-class male.
  66. The script doesn't revel in Amy's quite harmless flaws, or at least examine them in the spirit of benevolence.
  67. Half-assed mentions of the Avengers, as well as a few cameo appearances sprinkled both within the feature and in its credits stingers, exude less shame than a crowd-pandering politico.
  68. Takashi Murakami has invested the film with the same sort of primal pop-art aesthetic that distinguishes much of his art.
  69. Woody Allen and Joaquin Phoenix's collaboration on Irrational Man's antihero is the closest the film gets to a saving grace.
  70. Bill Condon ignores the delights and hardships of becoming an artist in lieu of simply presenting the long-touted liberating effects of art.
  71. Charles Stone III's film ultimately succeeds as a convincing social plea, but fails as compelling cinema.
  72. It broods along as if it's expressing something monumentally important with each slow-as-molasses camera move.
  73. The formalism fashions effective textural shortcuts to behavioral understanding that the remarkable cast fills in with chilling, convincing finesse.
  74. The film plods from one gruesome moment to the next, as if its mere aversion to optimism constitutes a philosophy.
  75. Both Lola Dueñas and Laurent Lucas are impressively committed to their roles, but the film's script is elusive to a fault.
  76. If The Look of Silence still remains a gripping, vital, consequential documentary, it's in spite of its approach rather than because of it.
  77. Not merely rote, Boulevard is contemptible for a belief in its own stature as a daring attempt to parse through the minutia of its core relationship, where Nolan's uncertain sexuality would be terms enough to laud the film's provocative insights.
  78. It's a buzzkill to enter the world of Minions primed for a tidal wave of gibberish-talking lemmings to tear the roof off, only to see them once again led astray by the ordinariness of human affairs.
  79. The film is sstrictly a high-tech spin on one of those Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark.
  80. Stations of the Cross acknowledges that putting theoretical behaviors and mindsets into practice can have unwieldy consequences if context and intent are wholly ignored.
  81. The film's corporate blandness is almost as dispiriting as its disinterest in exploiting the inherent saliency of the material.
  82. Magic Mike XXL isn't so much a lesser movie than Magic Mike as it is a looser one.
  83. Terminator Genisys feels like being trapped in a conversation with a child breathlessly recounting the highlights of the preceding movies.
  84. Even Les Blank's most conventional work remains an elusive vision, punctuated by cultural insights that elude many filmmakers for their entire careers.
  85. The filmmakers aren't really interested in the space between what these women say and what they mean.
  86. Ron "Stray Dog" Hall proves to be a welcome antidote to stereotypes about burly, bearded red-state RV dwellers.
  87. The end result suggests Re-Animator as told through an airless CNN report.
  88. The film is just another fantasy of living only the good portions of the life of an artist.
  89. The film comes undone in its clumsy attempts to transform its story into a parable of economic distress.
  90. The filmmakers maintain a tone that's mostly ideal for the contemporary equivalent of a drive-in movie: of reverent, parodic irreverence.
  91. The underlying, redundant, and underwhelming theme of the film is the pursuit of family unity at all costs.
  92. Its triumph is primarily a matter of style, a visionary revelation every bit as expressionistic as its main character's electric sense of shade.
  93. Another link in an increasingly tiresome chain of naval-gazing think pieces posing as personal documentary.
  94. It ends up feeling like an unsatisfying cautionary tale on how much detachment is too much detachment.
  95. A stunning work of war reportage nestled within a creaky study of ideological purity.
  96. Amy
    For the most part, the documentary succeeds in conveying a galvanizing sense of what made Winehouse so immediately engaging.
  97. Ken Loach's staging is so calm and sober that it turns his story into an expertly photographed yet weirdly remote rebellion tale.
  98. Whether because of race, shame, shelter, or fright, 7 Minutes remains white in the face throughout.
  99. Alan Rickman's film is consistently, and often dispiritingly, mired in the quaint tradition of the classy costume drama.
  100. Max
    It hits its Red State beats so hard that its target audience likely won't notice they're being not only condescended to, but insulted outright.

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