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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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Scott Tobias
It sends a bad message to the film's young audience that the daughter of a world leader needn't be more than a vapid bikini-stuffer.- The A.V. Club
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Nathan Rabin
Embracing ugliness, lousy production values, and borderline hysteria as virtues, A Dirty Shame is one for the cultists, a proud retreat back into the sandbox of sexual juvenilia, a potty-mouthed manifesto from an elder statesman of shock.- The A.V. Club
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Noel Murray
It's hard for Rick to maintain this jangled tone, which aims to be simultaneously heartbreaking and broadly satirical. The latter tack pushes Rick too far, and too soon.- The A.V. Club
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Given an irresistible premise, Nathanson doesn't trust his material enough to follow through without excessive mugging, but his sense of the absurd leads to amusing digressions along the way.- The A.V. Club
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Keith Phipps
Though it soon devolves into a laughable mess, The Forgotten at least spends its first 10 minutes or so raising provocative questions.- The A.V. Club
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Keith Phipps
Mixing horror and humor is no mean feat, but Shaun Of The Dead tightens throats in fear without making the laughs stick there in the process.- The A.V. Club
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Keith Phipps
Even without the difficult imagery, Breillat's grim observations on men, women, and sexual orientation, are tough to take.- The A.V. Club
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Keith Phipps
Handsomely shot by Brazilian director Walter Salles and beautifully played by the two leads, The Motorcycle Diaries would amount to little more than a minor, softly politically conscious coming-of-age story, if not for its historical context.- The A.V. Club
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Noel Murray
The Take tells a compelling story of courageous, industrious people, but it begs for a second act.- The A.V. Club
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Keith Phipps
It could all be done much more efficiently, but any other approach would lose Tsai's unique mix of stone-faced comedy and dewy-eyed lyricism.- The A.V. Club
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Noel Murray
Though clumsy, Particles Of Truth isn't hopeless. Before turning to filmmaking, Elster made her living as a celebrity fashion stylist, so she has a good eye for color, motion, and the feel of New York in summer. And, because she worked primarily on music videos, she uses music well.- The A.V. Club
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Scott Tobias
The film feels more at home with sex than war, like a romance novel where the swinging lovers find their passions stirred by bombs exploding in the distance. Their three-way dalliances are so frivolous and silly that once the action turns dark, Duigan and his cast leave audiences unprepared for the emotional fallout.- The A.V. Club
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Scott Tobias
Sputtering along on Mac's sleepy improvisations, Mr. 3000 volleys between the dumb, frat-house wackiness of "Major League" and the "Wonder Bat" schmaltz of "The Natural" and "Field Of Dreams," chasing the gags with a lame baseball-as-life message about playing for the right reasons.- The A.V. Club
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Nathan Rabin
Incident is too reverent for its own good. It could use a big blast of Herzog-like madness, but it sticks to the conventional show-business satire's arsenal of clichés.- The A.V. Club
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Nathan Rabin
Originally titled Lady Killers, this rancid, underlit B-movie aspires to little more than cheap laughs eked out of the discomfort and queasiness Owen and Friedle feel over sexually servicing assertive, kinky old women.- The A.V. Club
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Keith Phipps
As an imaginative visual experience, there's nothing like it. Today, at least.- The A.V. Club
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Tasha Robinson
At times, Innocence feels like a clip show of Oshii projects past. But the effect proves more dulling than warmly familiar.- The A.V. Club
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Keith Phipps
The perfect movie for 14-year-old girls having a slumber party, and a must for everyone else to avoid.- The A.V. Club
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Tasha Robinson
Sayles' version of reality is grim, but it provides an enlightening, grounding reminder that there's a far more crucial world of politics going on behind the headlines.- The A.V. Club
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Noel Murray
Reconstruction doesn't evoke much emotion beyond cool ennui. At that, the film excels.- The A.V. Club
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Scott Tobias
It might as well be retitled "Waiting For Antonio," since Sabato's appearances bookend miles of convoluted nonsense. For the prurient, that's probably too much to endure.- The A.V. Club
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Keith Phipps
The film works by putting the accelerator to the floor and never looking in the rear-view mirror.- The A.V. Club
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Beyond the "hell hath no fury" angle that overlays the story, When Will I Be Loved amounts to nothing more than another repository for kinky Tobackisms: Seen one (and the one to see remains 1978's Fingers), seen them all.- The A.V. Club
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Nathan Rabin
Takes too long to get going to qualify unequivocally as a good movie, but when Jovovich finally starts kicking zombified ass, it becomes good enough.- The A.V. Club
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Noel Murray
Evergreen suffers from creeping indie-itis, epitomized by the low-light digital video and droning electric-guitar soundtrack, but its biggest weakness lies in Zentelis' apparent fear of surprise.- The A.V. Club
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Nathan Rabin
Crude, grating.- The A.V. Club
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Nathan Rabin
The definition of a vanity film, Weber's latest opus lacks the focus even to qualify as dilettantish. Offering plenty for the eye and little for the brain, the film suffers from a dearth of ideas as it glides pleasantly but emptily from one gorgeous surface to another.- The A.V. Club
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Scott Tobias
Shot on shaky-cam digital video, filtered through what appears to be an old sweatsock, the film mimics Dogme-style realism in its vision of modern persecution, but in the end, it offers the sort of touchy-feely mysticism that belongs to the crystal-ball and tarot-reading set.- The A.V. Club
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