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On average, this publication grades 4.2 points lower than other critics.
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Jeannette Catsoulis
A strangely bifurcated film, Gun Hill Road comes to life only when focused on Michael, and Ms. Santana (who was just beginning her own gender transition when she won the role) holds the screen like a pro.- The New York Times
- Posted Aug 4, 2011
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Stephen Holden
For all its high-mindedness, The Whistleblower has a choppy, fumbling screenplay (by Ms. Kondracki and Eilis Kirwan) that lurches between shrill editorializing and vagueness while sorting through more characters than it can comfortably handle or even readily identify.- The New York Times
- Posted Aug 4, 2011
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Manohla Dargis
Made for European television and originally divided into six one-hour episodes, the movie now runs an absorbing, astonishingly fast four and a quarter hours.- The New York Times
- Posted Aug 4, 2011
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Stephen Holden
The body-swapping premise, which is stale to begin with, isn't explored with any depth, unless you find meaningful Freudian subtext in the movie's relentless anal fixation. But the premise at least sets up a farce that surpasses "The Hangover" in gleeful crudeness and profanity.- The New York Times
- Posted Aug 4, 2011
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Manohla Dargis
There's more here than initially meets and sometimes assaults the eye, including the hyperbolic dudeness of it all.- The New York Times
- Posted Aug 4, 2011
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Stephen Holden
Magic Trip is the cinematic equivalent of a yellowed scrapbook whose pictures are accompanied by sketchy captions created after the fact.- The New York Times
- Posted Aug 4, 2011
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- Posted Aug 3, 2011
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Jeannette Catsoulis
Swerving from bland to brutal, endearingly coy to shockingly explicit, the Canadian import Good Neighbors finds pitch-black comedy among white-bread lives.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 28, 2011
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Rachel Saltz
Worse, you never root for Ms. Calderon's Luz, who goes from sullen to more sullen to a bit less sullen. She has discipline - to lift, she has to keep her weight down and train constantly - but not much compassion and no joy.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 28, 2011
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Jeannette Catsoulis
A gay tragedy in three acts and more than a dozen excellent songs, House of Boys conveys an emotional honesty that overrides its dated style.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 28, 2011
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Neil Genzlinger
Everyone spouts nicely turned baloney elevating golf to the level of a religious experience, which grows tedious fairly quickly. The film almost works, though, if you view the whole thing as a very, very dry comedy.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 28, 2011
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Rachel Saltz
Intermittently absorbing, if deliberately stripped of drama.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 28, 2011
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Stephen Holden
It would be comforting to imagine that The Optimists, Goran Paskaljevic's viciously funny gloss of Voltaire's "Candide," was a site-specific satire of this Serbian director's homeland in the post-Milosevic era.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 28, 2011
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Mike Hale
It's a hard movie to engage with or even sit through, despite the fact that much of the material is interesting in its own right. Oddly, but perhaps predictably, the problem is the resolutely conventional and soft-headed way in which that material has been assembled.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 28, 2011
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Stephen Holden
I can't recall another thriller that has maintained this kind of velocity without going kablooey and losing its train of thought.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 28, 2011
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Jeannette Catsoulis
This fabulously inventive debut feature, written and directed by the British comedian Joe Cornish, never flags.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 28, 2011
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Neil Genzlinger
Sure, Smurfs are blue, but who knew that they actually work blue?- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 28, 2011
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Manohla Dargis
There's a story, in case you're looking for one, though it's almost an afterthought, just the thin glue holding everything together, including the fine cast, the sense of broody place and the fatalism that seems to come with it. Mostly there's Mr. McDonagh's playful, sometimes overly cute language, which serves the actors and also threatens to upstage them.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 28, 2011
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A.O. Scott
As the film moves through his world of blood and sex and curdled machismo, The Devil's Double inhales some of his toxic, shallow energy. At times you feel as if you were stuck in "Grand Theft Auto: Baghdad City," which, while entertaining enough, can also become a bit wearying.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 28, 2011
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A.O. Scott
The movie, true to its own PG-13 rating, opts for mildness, modesty and chastened optimism. At the same time, though, it seems to know that a crueler, more cynical rendering of its story - a "Bitter, Hopeless, Love" - lurks between the lines.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 28, 2011
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Stephen Holden
True Adolescents, like most indie movies related to the mumblecore school, is a delicate piece of machinery. Its truth lies in the tiniest details: the pauses, the stricken looks, the false bravado, the pathetically redundant slang (so many "dudes").- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 28, 2011
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Manohla Dargis
The stories in The Interrupters, a hard wallop of a documentary, may weigh heavily on your heart and head, but they will also probably infuriate you.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 28, 2011
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A.O. Scott
The magical, metaphorical strain in The Future is what makes it powerful, unsettling and strange, as well as charming. The everyday fears and frustrations that shadow us on our awkward trip through the life cycle often feel enormous, even cosmic, and Ms. July has the audacity to find images and situations that give form to those metaphysical inklings.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 28, 2011
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Manohla Dargis
Favreau wavers uncertainly between goofy pastiche and seriousness in a movie that wastes its title and misses the opportunity to play with, you know, ideas about the western and science-fiction horror.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 28, 2011
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Jeannette Catsoulis
Anyone looking for the lowdown on haute cuisine will be sorely disappointed: devoid of emotion, context or narrative, the baffling avant-garde techniques and extreme politesse of the lab become oppressively dull.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 26, 2011
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Rachel Saltz
More and more, Bollywood movies are urban tales for urban audiences. What feels most backward-glancing about Singham is its uncomplicated, even cartoonish insistence on the benefits of village soil over city dirt for cultivating bedrock Indian values.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 22, 2011
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Mike Hale
It all adds up to an entertaining 88 minutes, despite the film's ramshackle construction and its once-over-lightly approach to political, cultural and athletic history.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 22, 2011
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Jeannette Catsoulis
Though the enjoyable prickliness of the film's early scenes soon dissolves into cozy solutions, a sturdy supporting cast - even Ron Leibman's scenery-chewing turn as Laura's blowhard father is more amusing than annoying - balances the scales.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 21, 2011
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Manohla Dargis
A coming-of-adulthood story that improbably blends a plaintive drama with romantic longing and far-out science fiction.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 21, 2011
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A.O. Scott
Its tone is quietly comical, with each chapter treated as an extended joke, or as an R-rated O. Henry story angling toward a neat concluding twist.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 21, 2011
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Rachel Saltz
Undone by its very premise: that the two stories it tells can coexist in the same film.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 21, 2011
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A.O. Scott
What Mr. Mitchell gets splendidly right in this quiet, observant film, is the unsteady mixture of sophistication and naïveté that is central to the modern American teenage way of being in the world.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 21, 2011
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A.O. Scott
Has a winningly pulpy, jaunty, earnest spirit.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 21, 2011
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Manohla Dargis
The results are about as naughty as that sounds (not very), but it also makes for a fairly giggling good time.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 21, 2011
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Mike Hale
It's an interesting story, well told, though Mr. Jendreyko overworks some documentary fallbacks: gnarled fingers, the view from a moving train.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 19, 2011
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A.O. Scott
Mr. Perry, a New York University graduate whose second feature, "The Color Wheel," provoked passion and puzzlement at several festivals, has a natural eye, an offbeat sense of rhythm and no great interest in conventional storytelling. This is both intriguing and a bit tiresome, as Tyrone stumbles and mumbles his way through a series of inscrutable encounters.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 14, 2011
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Neil Genzlinger
Christoph Baaden, the director, loses sight of the fact that, for people who don't run, the cult of running is kind of boring.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 14, 2011
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Mike Hale
The overall mildness and inconsequence of Girlfriend is disrupted for a while by Amanda Plummer, who gives a vivid yet gentle performance in a small part as Evan's patient, protective mother.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 14, 2011
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Stephen Holden
The movie is truly a tree-hugger's delight (I confess to being one such hugger) that makes the most of its metaphors without straining toward supernatural schmaltz.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 14, 2011
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Jeannette Catsoulis
Pitching uncertainly between cute and creepy, engaging and weird, this farcical story draws energy from a wickedly eccentric Ann-Margret, having a high old time as Ben's doting mother.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 14, 2011
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Jeannette Catsoulis
Not one for climactic endings or predictable histrionics, the director, David Barker (who wrote the script with Ms. Meierhans and Mr. Godere), sticks to the stylistic template of his debut feature, "Afraid of Everything," which was filmed in 1999. Preferring the tease over the tell, his films coax us into looking beneath the surface. What we find is mostly up to us.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 14, 2011
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Stephen Holden
Ms. Barkin is almost unrecognizable as this bedraggled bundle of rage and disappointment. Exploding from deep within, her devastating performance hijacks the film.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 14, 2011
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A.O. Scott
It is comfortable with itself and confident in its ability to amuse and beguile young viewers.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 14, 2011
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A.O. Scott
The sheer heterogeneity of human experience is one of his (Morris) enduring preoccupations, and he has found, once again, an impossible and perfect embodiment of just how curious our species can be.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 14, 2011
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Manohla Dargis
There are enough decent moments in "Snow Flower" that you can at times see the remains of a better movie amid the jolting transitions between past and present, but these eras never really speak to each other, much less to you.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 14, 2011
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Manohla Dargis
A grave and quietly moving story about a South African girl of extraordinary character, does something that few painful dramas accomplish: It tells a tale of resilience without platitudes about the triumph of the human spirit or without false promises about an unclouded future.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 14, 2011
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A.O. Scott
As the plot swerves toward an almost crazy conclusion, there is the inkling of a strong, interesting idea here, about how some versions of modern religion are predicated on the systematic denial of reality, but Salvation Boulevard is itself too loosely tethered to the actual world to make the point with the necessary vigor or acuity.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 14, 2011
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Manohla Dargis
Childhood ends, this time forever, with tears and howls, swirls of smoke, the shock of mortality and bittersweet smiles in Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2, the grave, deeply satisfying final movie in the series.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 13, 2011
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Andy Webster
The actor Michael Rapaport (Brad Pitt's roommate in "True Romance"), in his feature directorial debut, does an admirable job recounting the group's formation and dissecting its dissolution.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 9, 2011
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Jeannette Catsoulis
Nonetheless, the film's homespun quality (Ms. Canty, whose childlike voice provides intermittent narration, simply describes herself in the publicity notes as "the mom of four kids") works in its favor, as does its maker's agitated sincerity.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 8, 2011
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Jeannette Catsoulis
"How are we going to get out of here?" Sarah squawks at one point, a question that Mr. Dourif ought to have asked his agent long before the cameras began to roll.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 8, 2011
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A.O. Scott
Sprawling and sometimes confusing, but its premise is charming and not at all far-fetched.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 8, 2011
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Mike Hale
Carrying far more weight than their screen time would warrant, the "interviews" with actors playing young children are the best part of the film.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 7, 2011
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Rachel Saltz
It's hard to completely dislike a movie in which Mr. James makes like Fay Wray, hitching a ride on the back of his gorilla pal, Bernie (voiced by Nick Nolte), as Bernie clambers up a bridge.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 7, 2011
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Jeannette Catsoulis
Quaintly old-fashioned in style, plot and special effects, this familiar tale of female derangement and institutional abuse is too tame to scare and too shallow to engage.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 7, 2011
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Stephen Holden
It is a rich, beautifully organized and illustrated modern history of Eastern European Jewry examined through the life and work of the author, born Sholem Rabinovich in Pereyaslav (near Kiev) in 1859.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 7, 2011
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Stephen Holden
The Ledge, it should be noted, is not dumb. What undoes it is its mechanical structure: a stale dramatic formula of the sort taught in elementary playwriting classes.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 7, 2011
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Manohla Dargis
Ironclad alternately feels, plays and sounds like an abridged television mini-series and a feature-length video game.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 7, 2011
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A.O. Scott
There is no doubt that Nim was exploited, and also no doubt that he was loved. Mr. Marsh, by allowing those closest to Nim plenty of room to explain themselves, examines the moral complexity of this story without didacticism. He allows the viewer, alternately appalled, touched and fascinated, to be snagged on some of its ethical thorns.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 7, 2011
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Manohla Dargis
The pleasures of Ms. Breillat's work are its commitment and seriousness and its raw, sometimes very funny perversity: she's lets everything hang out, without apologies.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 7, 2011
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Jeannette Catsoulis
A lackadaisical dive into backwoods barminess and masculine neuroses, this low-budget paean to indoor plumbing and rampant facial hair doesn't unfold so much as unravel.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 7, 2011
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Manohla Dargis
A solid yet fleet French thriller about a society kidnapping and its shockwaves.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 7, 2011
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Mike Hale
The intertwining of the narratives, along with the somewhat elliptical, or perhaps rudimentary, storytelling, makes for a confusing experience. But the stories are mainly an excuse for pretty pictures, some quite striking, of poverty and oppression, and for a closing frenzy of bloodletting.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 7, 2011
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A.O. Scott
The laughter is mean but also oddly pure: it expels shame and leaves you feeling dizzy, a little embarrassed and also exhilarated, kind of like the cocaine that two of the main characters consume by accident.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 7, 2011
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Mike Hale
Between Mr. Ziman's music-video skills and his close approximation of the kinetic style of Michael Mann (a scene from Mr. Mann's "Heat" has a key role in the plot), it's easy to overlook the formulas and just enjoy the ride.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 1, 2011
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- Posted Jul 1, 2011
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Mike Hale
That things tend not to end, or bode, well doesn't detract from the overall Hallmark vibe.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 1, 2011
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Rachel Saltz
It also shows, perceptively and often sweetly, a broader slice of young, urban, educated life in India as the three deal with careers, love and happiness.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 1, 2011
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Jeannette Catsoulis
Recording every success and setback, the wrenching documentary Crime After Crime favors the personal over the political, creating a no-frills portrait of a stoic and remarkably unembittered woman.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 1, 2011
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Stephen Holden
Compellingly acted from top to bottom. As the raw passions of its hard-bitten characters seep into you, the songs hammer them even more deeply into your consciousness. The film's only flaw - a big one - is its brevity.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 30, 2011
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Stephen Holden
Like Warwick himself, the movie begins to run amok after a taut and tantalizing first act. Not even Mr. Hyde Pierce's best efforts can make sense of a character who by the end of the film seems to be a completely different person with the same name.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 30, 2011
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A.O. Scott
What lifts Terri above its peers is not the plight of its protagonist or the film's sympathy for him, but rather the care and craft that the director, Azazel Jacobs, has brought to fairly conventional material.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 30, 2011
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Manohla Dargis
Cheery, corny and perhaps calculatingly unoriginal, this is packaged entertainment so familiar it feels like a remake and so wholesome you could swear Sandra Dee starred in the 1959 original. Think of it as "No Sex and the City" for tweeners.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 30, 2011
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Stephen Holden
A rom-com fairy tale so tepid and well behaved that watching it feels like being stuck in traffic as giddy joy-riders in the opposite lane break the speed limit. You have little choice but to cool your heels and pretend that the parched crabgrass in the median is a field of flowers.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 30, 2011
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A.O. Scott
It is neither floridly melodramatic nor showily minimalist. The virtue - and also the limitation - of this movie is that it confronts senselessness and insists on remaining calm and sane.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 28, 2011
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Manohla Dargis
A quiet, steady burn filled with stretches of unsettlingly reverberant silence cleaved in half by a midpoint eruption of violence. Here there is before, and then there is after.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 28, 2011
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Rachel Saltz
Unless your idea of a good joke is a golf ball thwacked into an unsuspecting crotch or the old frying-pan-in-the-kisser gag, you probably won't like this movie.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 28, 2011
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A.O. Scott
Nothing you see makes any sense at all, but the sensations are undeniable, and kind of fun in their vertiginous, supercaffeinated way.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 28, 2011
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The principal characters can be reduced to a handful of tics, and the entire story line is immaculately devoid of incidental detail. It's like sitting in a padded cell for about 90 minutes.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 27, 2011
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Jeannette Catsoulis
If you are going to be this mean-spirited, you had better deliver the jokes, but the film's attacks on pretentious parents - not to mention put-downs of hardworking immigrants - consistently come off as more hateful than humorous.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 24, 2011
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Andy Webster
It demonstrates that mainstream Chinese cinema can be as guilty of self-indulgent overstatement as anything out of the West.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 24, 2011
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Neil Genzlinger
Yet the urban images he presents are missing the thing that makes any city come alive: human beings. You begin to suspect that Mr. Persons hates humanity. This makes General Orders No. 9, for all its sheen of sophistication, rather simplistic: people bad, nature good.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 24, 2011
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Jeannette Catsoulis
Making sadomasochism appear less erotic than stamp collecting, Leap Year is a slow flare of emotional agony.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 24, 2011
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Neil Genzlinger
The real problem here, though, is that noting the it's-all-about-me nature of modern life already feels like a point that no longer needs making. Yeah, we're self-absorbed and shallow; so what else is new?- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 23, 2011
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Neil Genzlinger
Despite these flaws, it's refreshing to see a documentary about a normal grown-up who is struggling with problems of life and love, just as so many invisible others do.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 23, 2011
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Manohla Dargis
The loggerhead turtle is a threatened species, and one day all we may have left are its computer-generated analogues. Its fight for existence is plenty dramatic already, and is a story worth telling honestly.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 23, 2011
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Stephen Holden
For all the potentially dangerous subjects it glosses, above all the tangled legacies of the Holocaust and the Algerian war, The Names of Love dances away from any uncomfortable provocation. Even when sticking out its tongue, it is finally just an airy comedy riding on one cheeky, incandescent performance.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 23, 2011
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Stephen Holden
If Conan O'Brien Can't Stop is consistently watchable, it isn't especially funny, nor does it give any deeper insight into its star than you might get from seeing his late-night shows.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 23, 2011
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Manohla Dargis
As is sometimes the case with movies that take on civil and political rights without force-feeding the audience,A Better Life" plays the human interest angle hard. It tries to put a lump in your throat and a tear on your cheek (it succeeds), pumping your emotions doubtless in an attempt to look nonpartisan.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 23, 2011
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A.O. Scott
It is not entirely without charm or wit. Directed by John Lasseter (with Brad Lewis credited as co-director) from a script by Ben Queen, Cars 2 lavishes scrupulous imaginative attention on its cosmopolitan settings.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 23, 2011
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Manohla Dargis
Ms. Diaz has found her down-and-dirty element in the kind of broad comedy that threatens to get ugly and more or less succeeds on that threat.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 23, 2011
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Stephen Holden
The film's sobriety and carefully balanced arguments make it an exemplary piece of reporting, although its emotional heat rarely rises to a boil.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 21, 2011
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A.O. Scott
While Passione praises the spirit of its subjects, it also attends to the discipline and tenacity that makes them worth noticing.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 21, 2011
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Andy Webster
Angel of Evil is bloody, yes, but loaded with generic action sequences, shouting matches and blustery sentiment. To borrow Robert Evans's famous quotation about "The Godfather," you can smell the spaghetti, but less sauce might have helped.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 16, 2011
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Jeannette Catsoulis
Jig begins light on its feet but soon becomes leaden. Legs pinwheel, and fake ringlets fly, but competitive tension is sacrificed to repetition and an unnecessary focus on complicated numerical scoring.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 16, 2011
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Neil Genzlinger
A documentary about the unending mess that is the Atlantic Yards project, is unabashedly slanted and as a result will probably be dismissed by those it portrays unflatteringly. That's unfortunate, because this film should be discouraging and dismaying for people on all sides of the project, for what it says about oversize expectations and missed opportunities.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 16, 2011
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Stephen Holden
Starting as a coldly realistic thriller, this film eventually loses its bearings as the director Miguel Ángel Vivas succumbs to a fit of nihilism, transforming Kidnapped into gruesome tit-for-tat torture porn.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 16, 2011
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Stephen Holden
Isn't as hellish as the situation behind bars is portrayed in American movies, some of which are so gory they qualify as prison porn. But it is awful enough.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 16, 2011
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A.O. Scott
There is also much in The Art of Getting By that is worth praising, and if you can grade on a curve - setting the standard at "The Wackness" rather than "The Squid and the Whale" - you may find yourself touched, tickled and occasionally surprised.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 16, 2011
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