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Vincent Canby
The only remarkable thing about Francis Ford Coppola's The Godfather, Part II is the insistent manner in which it recalls how much better his original film was...Even if Part II were a lot more cohesive, revealing, and exciting than it is, it probably would have run the risk of appearing to be the self-parody it now seems.- The New York Times
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Anita Gates
A lot like the brothers themselves: undeniably pathetic but strangely lovable. Still, do you really want to spend an hour and a half with them in a dark room?- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
If you're nostalgic for the third grade and all those little wads of wet paper bouncing off the back of your neck, Beverly Hills Ninja is the movie for you. It is one extended fat joke, tricked out in ceremonial robes.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
A lip-synching hall of mirrors, it is essentially a piece of highbrow karaoke.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
Trudges along the well-trod path of high-minded, schematic storytelling.- The New York Times
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A.O. Scott
A smorgasbord that seems to have been picked out of a Dumpster. It clumsily combines a fish-out-of-water story with bits lifted from sources including the "Terminator" movies, "Star Wars," "Starman," "Close Encounters," a couple of Pink Floyd albums and H. G. Wells.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
Mr. Costner's relentless, root-canal humorlessness turns what might have been an enjoyable B-picture throwback into a ponderous drag.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
Drags and meanders when it wants clarity and clockwork, and bogs down in hazy, vague emotions.- The New York Times
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A.O. Scott
Glazes over faster than a Krispy Kreme doughnut, and neither is very flavorful after sitting around for a while.- The New York Times
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A.O. Scott
It's hard to be drawn into a movie if you're never entirely sure what it's supposed to be about, other than about 100 minutes.- The New York Times
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Janet Maslin
It isn't nearly as successful a showcase for this filmmaker's extraordinary talents.- The New York Times
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Janet Maslin
It's a flimsy sentimental comedy with more product plugs and fewer laughs than might have been hoped for.- The New York Times
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A.O. Scott
The movie turns into a cobweb of tricky spins and twists that seems like a hip-hop version of "Ruthless People."- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
Watching it is like a slow injection of a numbing anesthetic. It may send a chill to your heart, but along with it goes a warning signal to your brain not to believe a word of this hooey.- The New York Times
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Dave Kehr
What's lacking is the sense of structure that might have made Van Wilder more than a meandering succession of random gags.- The New York Times
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Ned Martel
Artistry is not the inevitable outcome, and fluffy costumes and French location shoots are the only production elements that don't seem wholly amateurish.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
Like a documentary version of "Fight Club," shorn of social insight, intellectual pretension and cinematic interest. It also offers a supremely literal-minded version of slapstick.- The New York Times
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A.O. Scott
Thornton's performance is lost in a film that is more of a schematic success than a dramatic one.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
A movie that knows much better than to try to make sense. It is essentially a strung-together series of gags, most of them thought up by Lloyd, an inveterate practical joker.- The New York Times
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Dave Kehr
The film feels authentic only during the scenes between Valentín and his selfish, angry father.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
There is very little that is tantalizing or suspenseful. The feeling of revelation is gone, and many of the teasing implications of "Reloaded" have been abandoned.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
Would have worked brilliantly as a five-minute late-night comedy sketch, flogs its premise for nearly an hour and a half, generating too few laughs to justify the enterprise.- The New York Times
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Vincent Canby
Mr. Blake's screenplay and Mr. Costner's direction of it are, with the exception of three memorable sequences, commonplace. The film is painstakingly composed of small details of frontier and tribal life that should be riveting. Most of the time they aren't.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
Buried somewhere under the gross-out jokes and the wet-lipped ogling at an endless parade of jiggling bikini-clad flesh in Grind is the kernel of a cheerful little movie about the world of competitive skateboarding.- The New York Times
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Dave Kehr
Though clearly meant as a heartwarmer in the longstanding holiday tradition, the film comes off as strange and sour.- The New York Times
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Dave Kehr
This is a tiny, vulnerable, rather treacly film at heart, one that would probably float away were it not for Ms. Rue's generous presence.- The New York Times
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Dave Kehr
Comes to seem less a movie than a memory of movies -- or, at worst, a commercial Frankenstein's monster, sewn together to fill a perceived gap in the market.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
A high-minded, lethally dull biography of the legendary golfer Bobby Jones.- The New York Times
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Anita Gates
The animation is done in rich, jewel-like colors, but it seems strangely flat. The overall film does, too, although the glorious Rodgers and Hammerstein music makes up for a lot.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
A bland, well-meaning mishmash that never coheres into a dramatic whole.- The New York Times
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A.O. Scott
While impressively made, this impassive and cold feature fails, in a spectacular fashion, to deliver the thrills.- The New York Times
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A.O. Scott
There is a grungy high spirit during the first third of this film, but then it dissipates like a mist from an aerosol can.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
A cream puff with a melted marshmallow inside it. As the temperature rises, the whole gooey thing starts to melt.- The New York Times
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A.O. Scott
Seems stranded in that nowhereland between irony and sarcasm.- The New York Times
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Dave Kehr
Seems held back by vestiges of an old-fashioned format that Mr. Gatlif has long since outgrown.- The New York Times
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Vincent Canby
It's neither funny nor solemn. It has the personality not of a particular movie but of a product, of something arrived at by corporate decision.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
Like a bottle of lukewarm Champagne -- an expensive one, judging by the label -- America's Sweethearts opens with a promising burst of effervescence and quickly goes flat.- The New York Times
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Lawrence Van Gelder
Plods along, never catching dramatic fire, sometimes suffering from amateurish acting and often relying on its intrusive and treacly music to impart mood and rhythm.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
Any movie that makes you root against the underdog, though, is cause for suspicion, and Mr. Smith and Mr. Montana, perhaps aware of this, try belatedly to restore Mr. Duffy's status as a victim.- The New York Times
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A.O. Scott
The movie is smart in small ways, yet an underachiever in big ones -- but it will probably play very well on television. On the big screen, it's distended and diffuse.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
Among this year's bumper crop of shallow teen-age movies, it is the shallowest and the most prurient.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
As a female vocal duo, their performances are passable, if a little dull and lacking in any sense of camp exaggeration.- The New York Times
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Ned Martel
Ultimately, the coiffure competition serves as a gaudy, cheerful distraction from a plot that becomes plodding and a sister act that makes you wish for some peacekeeping brothers.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
This movie feels phony and slick, as if it were cooked up by Darrin's cynical ad agency, rather than at his aunt's stove down in Montecarlo.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
A jewel-heist frolic so stale it feels like a retread of a retread.- The New York Times
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A.O. Scott
Given that movies can now show us everything, the manifestations that Ms. Rowling described could be less magical only if they were delivered at a news conference.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
As the film veers uncertainly between meticulous historical recapitulation and shameless hokum, it brings enough characters to populate a mini-series. When the historical details become too clogged, the movie shamelessly overcompensates by wallowing in cheap sentimentality.- The New York Times
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Dave Kehr
In both Twist and "Idaho," the act of placing a larger-than-life literary figure in a constrained, narrowly naturalistic environment merely strips the characters of their scale and interest.- The New York Times
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Anita Gates
Achieves only loudness, aggressive confusion and one of the silliest head-splittings in film history.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
Anyway, you will be glad that they have found each other, and eager to wish them a long and happy life together -- somewhere else, as 95 minutes in their company is plenty.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
The film's ridiculousness would not be so irksome if Mr. Shyamalan did not take his sleight of hand so seriously, if he did not insist on dressing this scary, silly, moderately clever fairy tale in a somber cloak of allegory.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
With its flashbacks, split-screen montages, decade-jumping soundtrack, sped-up action and frequent shifts of light and color, Wonderland feels like "Law & Order" on crack.- The New York Times
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A.O. Scott
Not a terrible movie, just an insubstantial one. All of DiCaprio's charisma and the director's savvy are used to divert us from the fact that there's not much going on.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
Although the opening scene suggests a dark urban satire, Blade quickly turns into a cartoonish futuristic action-adventure yarn in which Blade is the only thing keeping humanity from being exterminated by vampires in a hematological holocaust.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
The movie aspires toward a solemnity that Dana Stevens's prosaic psychobabbling screenplay cannot support. The movie is so busy being seriously romantic that it forgets the poetry, the whimsy, the airy mystery, the dreamy what-if of angelic contemplation.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
Dreamy touches can't compensate for the film's main flaw, which is that the relationship between the two main characters never really develops.- The New York Times
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Janet Maslin
Loud, frantic, ridiculously overproduced and featuring a preening performance by Val Kilmer as a supposedly brilliant master of disguise, The Saint is sheer overkill.- The New York Times
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Vincent Canby
This time, though, Mr. Lynch's conceits are less often pleasurably disorienting than out of focus.- The New York Times
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Anita Gates
It does achieve a certain claustrophobic fascination, but never gets around to making its point.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
On its own, apart from whatever beliefs a viewer might bring to it, The Passion of the Christ never provides a clear sense of what all of this bloodshed was for, an inconclusiveness that is Mr. Gibson's most serious artistic failure.- The New York Times
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Dave Kehr
A nonstop underscore of Latin pop, as well as several arbitrarily interpolated dream sequences and animated passages don't do nearly enough to make up for the film's unfocused frenzy and lack of genuine comic invention.- The New York Times
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Dave Kehr
Because there is a new hero to identify with every 10 minutes, the viewer isn't drawn into a sustained suspense, but is merely subjected to a series of more or less foreseeable shocks.- The New York Times
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A.O. Scott
More abrasively quirky than a lesser Bjork B-side, though the hideous monster who co-stars hails from Iceland, too.- The New York Times
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Dave Kehr
Well-meaning and hopelessly bland, You'll Get Over It, instantly drops into the tone of didactic realism that rules most television fiction, drawing easy moral lessons from a scrubbed-up simulacrum of everyday, middle-class life.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
The hokey solemnity of A Love Song for Bobby Long suggests "The Mundane Secrets of the Ya-Ya Brotherhood" or "The Notebook Goes to the Big Easy." The movie is another example of Hollywood's going soft and squishy when it goes South.- The New York Times
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Dave Kehr
Will probably keep its core audience of suburban teenagers mildly entertained for the course of its 93 minutes. Urban grumps, however, may be distracted by Mr. Stokes's annoyingly overedited execution of the dance sequences.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
The action is so frenetic that the ominous mood isn't allowed to penetrate, and this time the human factor is all but erased.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
Maintaining a winking distance from his comic persona, Mr. Spade radiates a cunning show-business cynicism that lets you know he's aware that he's slumming to make a buck.- The New York Times
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The best cartoons are built on the contradictory pursuit of meticulously arranged anarchy. But they never seem needy, or desperate for laughs, as Home on the Range does. The film seems hungrier for a pat on the head than a chuckle.- The New York Times
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The blandly likable computer-animation extravaganza Ice Age actually seems like a fossil, a relic from another era.- The New York Times
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Janet Maslin
Low humor might count for more here if it weren't constantly overshadowed by the film's maudlin streak.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
It does manage to fire off a handful of decent jokes and a few sneaky insights before losing its nerve and collapsing into incoherence.- The New York Times
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Dave Kehr
A terminally mild attempt to revive the populist political comedy pioneered by Frank Capra in the 1930's.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
Offering few laughs and a climactic scene of breathtaking cruelty, this plot-heavy movie, directed by Nick Hurran from a screenplay by Melissa Carter and Elisa Bell, draws you into its malignant force field against your will.- The New York Times
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Dave Kehr
The French original was a clever Hitchcock homage with a murder at its center. For reasons unknown, the murder plot has been dropped from the remake (though a few confusing traces of it remain), which leaves Wicker Park without much real urgency to drive its extremely contrived plot.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
Except for the piquant garnish of Mr. MacLachlan, the movie, written and directed by Ian Iqbal Rashid, is barely a cut above an amateur production. The attempts at humor fizzle, and the performances are wooden and overstated.- The New York Times
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Manohla Dargis
In Fat Albert, that trademark is resurrected to depressingly diminished ends.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
Mr. Sandler has a solid, fumbling likability, without which Spanglish would be not merely annoying but despicable in its slick complacency.- The New York Times
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Manohla Dargis
Mr. Marshall, is not much of a film director. Depending on the budget, his movies look either cheap (like this one) or studio slick ("Pretty Woman"), and tend to have the same flat, presentational visual style that's familiar from most sitcoms.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
A choppy, forgetful, suspense-free romp that substitutes campy humor for chills.- The New York Times
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Janet Maslin
Isn't much when it comes to either deliberate or inadvertent humor. But it does have a few amusing moments.- The New York Times
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Lawrence Van Gelder
There's not much sense to the plot. But the film makers' blunderbuss approach to humor, with visual and verbal jokes coming in profusion and scattering high and low, guarantees that just about every funnybone is bound to be hit, some more than once.- The New York Times
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Janet Maslin
An astonishingly lazy and perfunctory effort that does little to realize his (Carrey) comic potential.- The New York Times
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No film winds up with a name like Feeling Minnesota if it has anything definite in mind.- The New York Times
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Janet Maslin
It succeeds as a reasonably smart no-brainer. If you've ever had a yen to relive the third grade, this must be the next best thing.- The New York Times
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Janet Maslin
Directed by Dwight Little of "Free Willy 2," and written by onetime high school classmates, Wayne Beach and David Hodgin (Mr. Hodgin died in 1995), Murder at 1600 eagerly invokes other films and stock images without showing much style of its own.- The New York Times
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Bosley Crowther
It is a cheap piece of bald-faced slapstick comedy that treats the hideous depredations of that sleazy, moronic pair as though they were as full of fun and frolic as the jazz-age cutups in "Thoroughly Modern Millie."- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
Ms. Silverstone's pouty all-American brashness counts for little in a film whose flat screenplay doesn't give her a single funny line.- The New York Times
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Janet Maslin
But even after the documentary affectation gives way to a more conventional narrative, the film has trouble ringing true.- The New York Times
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Janet Maslin
A whopping wrong turn throws this lightweight, benign-looking movie terminally off course.- The New York Times
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Janet Maslin
The series now lacks all of its original stars and much of its earlier determination. It has morphed into something less innocent and more derivative than it used to be, something the noncultist is ever less likely to enjoy.- The New York Times
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Janet Maslin
False and condescending films in this genre are nothing new, but Dangerous Minds steamrollers its way over some real talent.- The New York Times
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Janet Maslin
This glib, overheated film about vicious primates delivers little suspense, nor are there signs of the 65 cited volumes and articles that turned Mr. Crichton's book into such a learning experience.- The New York Times
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Janet Maslin
Having introduced the two principals and had some fun with their antagonism, the film has nowhere to go.- The New York Times
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