For 10,412 reviews, this publication has graded:
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46% lower than the average critic
On average, this publication grades 2.5 points lower than other critics.
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Average Movie review score: 62
| Highest review score: | Badlands | |
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| Lowest review score: | A Life Less Ordinary |
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Mixed: 3,735 out of 10412
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Mike D'Angelo
As an autobiography told in pictures rather than words (including occasional glimpses of Johnson’s parents and her children), Cameraperson makes a strong case for the merits of the observational life. As a bonus, it also demonstrates what it looks like when the person who’s holding the camera sneezes.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Sep 7, 2016
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Noel Murray
The scenes that most linger in the mind are more like the one where the director confesses his complicated feelings about his father to another Spock, Zachary Quinto. It’s moving to know that even Nimoy’s son is as in thrall to an icon as the rest of us.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Sep 7, 2016
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Ignatiy Vishnevetsky
Clint Eastwood’s Sully is not a perfect film, but it comes close to being a great one as it turns the real-life emergency landing of a passenger plane in the Hudson River into a meditation on duty and crisis that’s more Bertolt Brecht than “based on a true story.”- The A.V. Club
- Posted Sep 7, 2016
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Ignatiy Vishnevetsky
Almost as schlocky as the original, but not nearly as fun.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Sep 1, 2016
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Alex McCown
Thankfully, what it does have is Natasha Lyonne, who almost singlehandedly keeps this misconceived endeavor afloat, or at least not actively unwatchable.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Sep 1, 2016
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A.A. Dowd
Trouble is, Yoga Hosers isn’t really a movie. It’s a quarter-to-1:00 a.m. SNL sketch, nightmarishly distended into oblivion. It’s a corny Canuck joke, told for 88 surreally unfunny minutes. It has a target demographic of one: He wears hockey jerseys and, again, loves his daughter.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Aug 31, 2016
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A.A. Dowd
If the drama is purely abstract, Vikander didn’t get the memo. Even as her storyline takes on the baggage of metaphor, she plays the emotions real and raw and close — her Isabel visibly brightening as she reads her first love letter from Tom or crumbling as a terrible loss dawns upon her. Nothing symbolic there.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Aug 31, 2016
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Ignatiy Vishnevetsky
In old age, Lewis’ vanity has become touching. But Max Rose — shelved for more than three years before finally making its way to theaters — is as trite as a film can be while piggybacking off the reality of age.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Aug 31, 2016
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Katie Rife
On Curb, it’s Larry David’s neuroses that drive his frequent public humiliation. In Klown, the problem is more that Casper and Frank can’t keep it in their pants.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Aug 31, 2016
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Jesse Hassenger
The director, Luke Scott (son of Ridley), doesn’t exactly elevate this material, but he does see it through. The voice of Brian Cox goads the action into Bourne territory to counter its "Ex Machina" overtones, but the movie works best when it riffs away from its antecedents into even more pitiless territory.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Aug 31, 2016
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Jesse Hassenger
Ultimately, Wood doesn’t have much time to treat the romance between Leah and Blue with any more depth than the characters. It’s a shame. Her final shot would have real power in a richer, more perceptive film.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Aug 31, 2016
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Adam Nayman
Knoxville isn’t as starry a Hollywood foil to his co-star’s iconic stoicism as either Chris Tucker or Owen Wilson, but playing a jackass is right in his wheelhouse and in one action set piece, he’s very funny as a kind of tightly bound human prop.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Aug 31, 2016
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Jesse Hassenger
Statham and Gansel don’t recreate the Transporter magic; those were lovingly ridiculous action movies, while Mechanic: Resurrection is more hastily ridiculous. But after a season of sagas, revivals, and franchise hubris, the flatness of a Statham sequel inspires its own kind of trash nostalgia.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Aug 26, 2016
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Katie Rife
What sets I Am Not A Serial Killer apart from other takes on this “killers hunting killers” concept (Dexter, anyone?) is its naturalistic, character-based approach.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Aug 25, 2016
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Nathan Rabin
The film is too violent and dark for kids but too juvenile and bland for grown-ups.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Aug 25, 2016
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Mike D'Angelo
Clea DuVall makes her debut here as writer-director, and after two decades in front of the camera, she knows actors — but the movie’s stifling familiarity prevents it from making much of an impact.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Aug 24, 2016
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Mike D'Angelo
It’s as if a first-rate Roman Polanski movie suddenly metamorphosed (ohhh, frogs, duh) into a third-rate Michael Crichton adaptation.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Aug 24, 2016
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Jesse Hassenger
John Krasinski’s second feature has such a milquetoast, melancholy-indie sound that its most arresting and dynamic musical moment comes when three characters unexpectedly break into “Closer To Fine” by the Indigo Girls.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Aug 24, 2016
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Ignatiy Vishnevetsky
A minor effort in which the movie-within-the-movie never seems like a real project — can’t help but be riveted by the fake production it’s mounted within itself.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Aug 24, 2016
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A.A. Dowd
The first feature from writer-director Richard Tanne is sweetly speculative historical fiction — a date movie with some very recognizable lovebirds.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Aug 24, 2016
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Ignatiy Vishnevetsky
Somehow, Hands Of Stone even manages to make Don King (Reg E. Cathey) seem bloodless.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Aug 24, 2016
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Ignatiy Vishnevetsky
As it turns out, there is something worse than Nicholas Sparks, the king of morbid romantic kitsch, and that’s a Nicholas Sparks pretender with highfalutin pretensions.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Aug 24, 2016
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A.A. Dowd
Half a century after "Wait Until Dark" pitted a blind Audrey Hepburn against the three crooks trying to get into her apartment, along comes Don’t Breathe to successfully invert its scenario.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Aug 24, 2016
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A.A. Dowd
There’s an emotional dimension to Kate Plays Christine—an empathy linking an actor to the human headline she’s dressing up as—that’s nearly abstracted into oblivion by the film’s neurotic self-examination.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Aug 23, 2016
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A.A. Dowd
Lo And Behold approaches the internet with the same mixture of wonder and dread that the director previously applied to pitiless nature, but the subject matter is inherently less cinematic.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Aug 17, 2016
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Mike D'Angelo
Portman’s emotional connection to the material couldn’t be more obvious, yet the film itself is still largely inert.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Aug 17, 2016
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A.A. Dowd
Speaking of style and confidence, Morris From America constitutes a huge leap forward in both for writer-director Chad Hartigan, whose last feature, "This Is Martin Bonner," was about as minimal as American cinema gets.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Aug 17, 2016
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Jesse Hassenger
This is Laika’s least droll, least ghoulish feature so far; the plotting is even more dreamlike than "Coraline."- The A.V. Club
- Posted Aug 17, 2016
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Katie Rife
Radcliffe’s performance also ramps up toward the end of the movie, when the pressures of undercover life and his struggle to empathize with these people — his main asset as an undercover agent — really begin to weigh on him.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Aug 17, 2016
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Ignatiy Vishnevetsky
Despite all the time War Dogs spends with these two characters, it never develops them past the initial impression that one is basically a good guy and that the other is bad news incarnate.- The A.V. Club
- Posted Aug 17, 2016
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