Slant Magazine's Scores

For 7,775 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 6.3 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:
7775 movie reviews
  1. The film's relentless turning of its characters' experience into platitudes and homilies is served for our too-easy consumption.
  2. It's sense of complexity is giving us masses of people moved by Simon Bolívar's words, and gorgeous sweeping vistas of the landscape backed by a stirring orchestra.
  3. However self-aware the film may be, its characters and moods and conflicts are too over-determined and familiar to linger in the memory very long after the credits roll.
  4. Just as queerness is conspicuous by its absence, so is any serious consideration of the drug use that often pairs with extended tastings of EDM.
  5. Paddy Considine's benumbed ambiguity at least works against writer-director Shan Khan's reduction of honor killings to grist for the cheapest of pulpy thrills.
  6. The film is more interested in performance and symbolism than in the meaning of its characters' words or their substitutive gestures.
  7. It's all a far cry from James Wan's The Conjuring, which embraced the thrill of the paranormal even as it respected its frazzled, earthbound characters.
  8. The premise of faith-based assisted suicide as a motivating factor for a madman's killing spree is initially intriguing, but quickly revealed as solemn window dressing.
  9. Benicio Del Toro's performance is showy, a great actor's parade of indulgences that occasionally sets the deranged camp tone that should have been the narrative's starting point.
  10. The games are fixated on the idea of honor among thieves, but you wouldn’t know that from the antic, meaningless depiction of the betrayals that play out across the film.
  11. Israel Horovitz's film is basically a three-character play without a single character you can believe in.
  12. Lost in this barely coherent and clichéd hugger-mugger is the initial killer-website conceit and the attending erotic dread, which is retrospectively revealed to be an illusory siren call.
  13. The film abounds in excruciatingly obvious, often precious, articulations of grief, where armchair philosophizing volleys back and forth with punishing abandon.
  14. The titular Transporter is now but a blank slate serving the characters and mayhem surrounding him, a walking metaphor for a franchise that's run out of gas.
  15. Like Better Luck Tomorrow, it tries to cut cool-movie poses under the pretense of providing an alternative racial viewpoint to typical genre tropes.
  16. Power Rangers is so concerned with launching a mature teen-targeted franchise that it often forgets to have some fun.
  17. Whereas "Bad Santa" was nastier and riskier, as well as more mischievously winsome, A Merry Friggin' Christmas is as curiously timid as it is morally dubious.
  18. It unnecessarily hampers itself for over an hour for the sake of a gotcha moment before finally allowing its actors to explore something more than generic grief.
  19. Unlike David Lynch, Ivan Kavanagh isn't interested in catching ideas like fish, of linking the degradation of film to the degradation of consciousness.
  20. Sean Ellis doesn't so much understand Filipino society as merely sees it as grist for standard genre fare, perhaps hoping that the foreign setting will somehow automatically make the clichés feel fresh.
  21. At the center of the film is a conservative lesson that asks us to unquestioningly abide by society's capitalistic impulses.
  22. A romantic drama complicated by a stroller and a wheelchair, and its first mistake is in assuming some kind of equity between the two vehicles.
  23. The film the tough true story has spawned is as formulaically cheery, didactically "uplifting," and fundamentally false as a Disney sports movie.
  24. Much like a spate of recent summer blockbusters, there's a tiring sense that every single facet of the narrative has to be rendered with truculent solemnity.
  25. In the wake of Bobcat Goldthwait's Wolf Creek, Exists's metaphorical ambitions are as under-realized as its story-circumscribing use of found footage.
  26. A film that outwardly wants its depiction of class privilege to be ridiculing and farcical, but lacks the ability to express these critiques in lieu of the means of the class on the chopping block.
  27. The drama over dinner comes in small analgesic portions, and the secrets feel canned and the dialogue is too pretty to be believable.
  28. The film is simply too conscious of its form and its global-market ambitions to ever feel honestly interested in the themes it purports to cherish.
  29. It reveals itself to be a profoundly cynical movie posing as a work of idealism, and it's all the more insidious because it's otherwise so bland and forgettable.
  30. The film suggests an ineffectual mishmash of Ruby Sparks-ish high concept and modern Elizabethan comedy.
  31. The sheer amount of people and incident indifferently presented throughout this film suggests only an obligation to quota-filling.
  32. Throughout, Saverio Costanzo hypocritically drapes his scenes in a cloak of faux-empathy.
  33. Bill Pohlad seems never to have met a metaphor he couldn't bludgeon into its most rudimentary and literal interpretation.
  34. The thinly sketched characters of the film are numerous and inconsequential, with director Lone Scherfig giving sparse attention to humanizing or deepening them.
  35. Julianne Moore and Kristen Stewart's artful consideration of familial friction acerbated by disease, and vice versa, nearly saves Still Alice from the banality of its Lifetime-movie execution.
  36. Kevin Costner scowls and darts around the dubious thin line between "racism" and un-sugarcoated "truthfulness" that only anti-P.C. wingnuts actually believe exists.
  37. The complicated psychological realities of army personnel require a tougher directorial treatment than the maudlin melodrama presented here.
  38. A knowing mélange of recognizable genre tropes bordering on shopworn cliché, with little else introduced to the equation to justify its existence.
  39. Every set piece brings to mind an Epcot Center attraction built from borrowed parts, geared toward reinforcing the young audience's belief that adults just don't understand them.
  40. Of greatest damage to the doc's coherence is its wholehearted belief that its subjects are offering firsthand reports worth hearing.
  41. The Decent One operates under a discursive premise so presumptuous and flimsy that its attempted function as an experiential documentary proffers little more than a book-on-tape-on-film.
  42. The story allows for Ryan Phillippe to indulge in a self-deprecating brand of satire, but he can't work up enough courage to ever make his character--and, by extension, himself--the brunt of any of the film's barbs.
  43. The film should have been a cautionary tale, but in Peter Berg's hands, it's a hollow account of the resilience of the human spirit.
  44. When the film's tone slides so firmly back into the murk, it's hard not to see DC's notion of heroism as borderline nihilistic.
  45. Often divertingly colorful and busy to a fault, the film seems to dare us to mock the world of comics' most risible superhero.
  46. Anthony Powell's vision as a filmmaker is frustratingly limited to an information-style presentation that doubles as an enthusiastic advert for the transcendental qualities of the terrain.
  47. Every serious narrative beat in the film is ultimately undercut by pro-forma storytelling, or by faux-improvised humor.
  48. It's easy to see how Daniel Simpson's desire to return the found-footage genre to its roots resulted in cheap imitation.
  49. If Junebug focused on quieter moments of extended family dynamics, with its city-meets-country clashes delving into resonant, region-specific sensibilities, Angus MacLachlan never goes beyond signpost sentiment.
  50. The film deposits its heroine and everyone in the audience looking toward her for image-maintaining guidance back at square one.
  51. The film has the requisite iconography of a crime thriller, but no investment in any of it.
  52. The moody lighting and the ubiquity of deciduous trees provide a canvas for bracing drama, but the film undoes itself by its desire to impart revelatory history lessons.
  53. The whole point of Vince Vaughn's cinematic existence is that he's a paragon for reformed chauvinism. He's an irrepressible but highly tamable id. Not so here.
  54. Each battle scar in the film is a testament to a vaguely but nonetheless forcefully defined notion of masculinity.
  55. The action-movie pyrotechnics succeed only at reinforcing Simon West's macho bona fides and condescendingly forcing Jason Statham back into his wheelhouse.
  56. Yet another boring ode to heavy breathing that's offered under the hypocritical pretense of celebrating female empowerment.
  57. What pushes the film, at long last, into the icy river, is its very design, as a monument to slick, mercenary grandeur.
  58. Whatever scant insight the prior films offered into Spain's waning Catholic belief has now been entirely replaced by fascist, cartoonish shows of wish-fulfillment prevarication.
    • 61 Metascore
    • 38 Critic Score
    Cheery and happily empty-headed, the present-day subplot adds little but sentiment to a film shot through with cliché characters, a predictable plot, and undisguised reverence.
  59. In the film, Alvin and the Chipmunks proudly align themselves not with Dr. Demento, but with Kidz Bop.
  60. The film splits its time evenly between half-heartedly pretending it's an allegory for our current war on terror and pretending that it's not.
  61. The affectionate humanism that typically laces Simon Pegg's postmodern self-awareness is missing from Kriv Stenders's film.
  62. Any pretense of satire collapses by the film's midpoint, leaving only the contempt.
  63. The cacophony of visions, broken mirrors, and mutilations only points to the ghost in the machine respecting The Craft as its spirit animal.
  64. Chockablock with instances of characters not shooting, running, attacking, or sneaking away when they can or should, this thriller comes off like the world's most rigged game.
  65. There's literally no way to miss the memo that It's All So Quiet is about dealing with the encroachment of death, as it's there in every scene.
  66. The Greatest Showman‘s spectacle is overshadowed by its archaic and misguided notions of American exceptionalism.
  67. The incongruity between Melissa McCarthy's eagerness as a performer and her character's total lack of compassion makes the film somehow both restless and tedious.
  68. One of the more admirable traits of the original Bourne trilogy is how little pleasure it takes in its violence, but Jason Bourne revels in its vicious action sequences.
  69. For all the thematic emphasis the script ultimately places on the allegedly thick bonds among these men, it's surprising how often they communicate solely through exposition.
  70. The film lacks an ability to construct significant instances of character drama as symbolic of larger concerns pertaining to nationalist dilemmas.
  71. Every Republican regime gets the ludicrous devious-baby saga it deserves.
  72. The tacky and loose means by which the platitudinous screenplay dances around what ails the story's football players is just one cog in a whirligig of pat representations.
  73. It unites a mélange of teen-film tropes into a narrative overburdened with cultural references and framing devices, and undermined by a lack of attention to character.
  74. This is exactly the kind of movie at which David Wain took aim with his sublime rom-com parody They Came Together.
  75. The film squanders the promise of its scrutiny into how people recalibrate their sense of morality in times of crisis.
  76. If the film is any indication, Jared and Jerusha Hess remain committed to clotting up the screen with ostensibly charming "eccentricity."
  77. It mistakes touch-and-go navel-gazing for comprehension, as if speaking to as many subjects as possible produces an inherently compelling take.
  78. It's difficult to believe in Ryder's gullibility, if not willingness to be caught in his uncle's strange web of provocations.
  79. Even when tragedy strikes early on, the revelation is just another "growing up is hard" dot on the grid.
  80. Bill Condon ignores the delights and hardships of becoming an artist in lieu of simply presenting the long-touted liberating effects of art.
  81. The film is, like its main character, too naïve to understand or, at least, to deploy the reparative powers of camp.
  82. The film's annoying glibness is neatly summarized by the line: "In life, going downhill is an uphill job."
  83. Billy Ray unfurls the parallel time structure with the same flat, procedural monotony applied by Juan José Campanella to the original film.
  84. In so clearly viewing Lili through the lens of 21st-century political correctness, the film only blunts the resolve of her struggle.
  85. The Gerard Johnson film's blanket cynicism is its most shopworn quality of all.
  86. The rambling conversations and endless wandering through nature could let the film pass for a filler episode of Lost.
  87. A sluggish, obvious fusion of a disease-of-the-week tearjerker with a comedic family crime romp that abounds in stiflingly over-emphasized Boston-crime-movie details.
  88. It passive-aggressively seems to suggest that anyone who isn't exactly interested in monogamy may be some kind of selfish, intolerable sociopath.
  89. Never is there an Iranian perspective on the proceedings, giving the documentary the jingoistic bent its title implies.
  90. Michael Keaton's powerful performance in The Founder is marooned in a wishy-washy story.
  91. Ondi Timoner's documentary about Russell Brand basically gives the English comedian turned "activist" a free pass.
  92. It broods along as if it's expressing something monumentally important with each slow-as-molasses camera move.
  93. The filmmakers attempt to acknowledge the pain of warfare within the framework of a redemptive story that lends it an unforgivably patronizing sense of closure.
  94. Instead of using the titular metaphor as a means to seek deeper, darker ends, Isabel Coixet proceeds to restate it over and over again.
  95. As ever, Paolo Sorrentino ironically cuts the legs out from under his protagonists' wistfulness with grotesquerie.
  96. The film's images, so continually heartrending so as to never become redundant, effectively function as visual proselytizing.
  97. The film is sstrictly a high-tech spin on one of those Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark.
  98. Emotional complication is what this film, so abundant in last-minute getaways, fake-outs, and half-hearted nods to the franchise's greatest hits, needed so as to elevate it out of its programmatic torpor.
  99. Even if the title is meant to be ironic, the latest from writer-director Neil LaBute is a frustratingly stilted vision of middle-aged repression unleashed.

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