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Stephen Holden
The director, as he showed in movies like "After Dark, My Sweet," and "Fear," specializes in conjuring conspiratorial atmospheres in which anxiety and sexual menace hang in the air like a heavy, bitter perfume. Long after you've dismissed the movie's ridiculous, convoluted story, traces of that scent may linger.- The New York Times
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Manohla Dargis
This banal horror retread involves a couple of critters flailing inside a sticky trap for what is, in effect, the big-screen equivalent of a roach motel.- The New York Times
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Andy Webster
Perhaps the people most insulted are white Southerners, who presumably are expected to embrace one whopping brain-dead metaphor.- The New York Times
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Jeannette Catsoulis
A tiresome blend of overacting and underwriting, The Salon moves from one predictable conversation to another -- the lack of available black men, the wondrousness of Bill Clinton -- without originality or comic rhythm.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
A scare movie about gambling addiction, is as grim and lurid as any in the recent spate of films about the evils of crystal meth.- The New York Times
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Jeannette Catsoulis
Sweetness and whimsy fill the screen to capacity in I'm Reed Fish, a rural coming-of-age tale that's so laid-back that its cast is almost horizontal.- The New York Times
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Laura Kern
Mr. Roth, part of a new breed of horror directors affectionately labeled the "Splat Pack," is regarded by some as a savior of the genre, though it could be argued that he is more effectively a saboteur. He might have mastered the cheap sadism-as-entertainment gross-out, but he has yet to produce a single genuine, old-fashioned fright.- The New York Times
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Manohla Dargis
This existentially and aesthetically unnecessary sequel to the equally irrelevant if depressingly successful "Fantastic Four."- The New York Times
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Manohla Dargis
Doesn’t seem as if it would translate easily to the big screen. It hasn't.- The New York Times
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Rachel Saltz
There’s probably more wit and pointed social commentary in the average four-minute OutKast song than in the entirety of Who’s Your Caddy?- The New York Times
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Jeannette Catsoulis
Arriving as inevitably as puberty, Bratz introduces the swollen-headed, fashion-addicted dolls of the title to a live-action movie.- The New York Times
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A.O. Scott
Hot Rod might be called the poor man’s “Eagle vs. Shark” if “Eagle vs. Shark” were not already the poor man’s “Napoleon Dynamite.” It certainly lacks the conceptual purity and aesthetic integrity of the “Jackass” movies. In any case poor certainly describes the quality of the filmmaking.- The New York Times
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Jeannette Catsoulis
Underdog may have been originally created to sell cereal for General Mills, but this latest incarnation couldn't sell Frisbees at a dog park.- The New York Times
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A recruiting poster for kids, insisting that there’s no domestic problem that military values can’t solve.- The New York Times
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Manohla Dargis
The junky, clunky, grimly unfunny follow-up to the marginally better “Rush Hour 2” and the significantly finer “Rush Hour,” isn’t the worst movie of the summer. But it’s an enervating bummer nonetheless, largely because it shows so little respect for its two likable stars and its audience.- The New York Times
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Jeannette Catsoulis
Luridly earnest and laughably immoral, Illegal Tender is an old genre movie with a new look. Call it Hispanixploitation.- The New York Times
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A deranged, sometimes desperate parody of an inspirational losers-make-good comedy. Three gags miss for every one that hits.- The New York Times
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A late appearance by a supporting character -- a pushy plumber and aspiring writer named Jim Fortunato (Michael Imperioli), who offers his mentally damaged young ward (played by Mr. Auster’s own daughter, Sophie) as a servant and possible concubine -- pushes the movie from bland pretension into distastefulness.- The New York Times
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A.O. Scott
The main audience for this dim little sex comedy has no particular interest in seeing Ms. Alba act. They want to see her in her underwear and also to confront one of the central cultural questions of our time: will she take her top off?- The New York Times
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Neil Genzlinger
Gregory M. Wilson, the film’s director, has made the kind of movie that makes you wish you could rinse your brain in bleach, to wash all traces of it from your memory.- The New York Times
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The performers have little to do besides spill and drink blood in this tedious, inconsequential B picture. The sun doesn’t rise nearly fast enough.- The New York Times
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The movie’s low aspirations are depressing because its best gags are agreeably demented.- The New York Times
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Andy Webster
The film is sunk by a pervasive stasis, the byproduct not of mood but of the filmmakers’ amateurish abilities. If there’s one thing Nick and Disney know, it’s that youthful entertainment needs to keep moving.- The New York Times
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Manohla Dargis
The result is that what was once insignificant is now insufferable.- The New York Times
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Manohla Dargis
Hitman exploits every action-flick cliché imaginable and still manages to be dull. It’s bang, boom, blah -- action movies for bored dummies.- The New York Times
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Jeannette Catsoulis
The writer and director, Joby Harold, claims to have been inspired to write the film while suffering from a particularly painful kidney stone. Watching it may be for some a comparable experience.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
Watching the movie is like reaching into a Christmas stocking and pulling out handfuls of cheap plastic toys that are broken.- The New York Times
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Jeannette Catsoulis
A poker-faced puzzle whose biggest shock is the absence of Sarah Michelle Gellar.- The New York Times
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Manohla Dargis
Like too many big-studio productions, Cloverfield works as a showcase for impressively realistic-looking special effects, a realism that fails to extend to the scurrying humans whose fates are meant to invoke pity and fear but instead inspire yawns and contempt. Rarely have I rooted for a monster with such enthusiasm.- The New York Times
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Jeannette Catsoulis
The movie speeds up and slows down as though controlled by a director in the grip of competing medications. For those who make it to the final beatdown, however, the only pill worth taking is the one that makes you forget.- The New York Times
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A.O. Scott
No real mockery is intended by this harmless, mindless grab bag of slightly used gags, which lampoons some of the conventions of recent comic-book epics and adds the expected staples of juvenile humor: urine, vomit and intestinal gas.- The New York Times
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A.O. Scott
What is harder to comprehend is how Mr. Clooney turned out such a sloppy, haphazard and tonally incoherent piece of work. Leatherheads lurches hectically between Coen brothers-style pastiche and John Saylesian didacticism, while Mr. Clooney works his brow and his jaw and waits in vain for his charm to kick in and save the day.- The New York Times
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Jeannette Catsoulis
Harnessing mostly fine actors to a wholly asinine script, the directors, Melisa Wallack and Bernie Goldmann, have created a movie as spineless and dithering as its benighted namesake.- The New York Times
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Manohla Dargis
The appealing Mr. Baker never manages to find the right tone for the material, partly because he’s been seriously miscast (he radiates too much decency and intelligence for the role), though more because Mr. Waters never establishes a coherent tone for either the character or his situation.- The New York Times
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Manohla Dargis
Although it's often laugh-out-loud laughably bad, 88 Minutes is mostly just a slog.- The New York Times
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Jeannette Catsoulis
Expelled is an unprincipled propaganda piece that insults believers and nonbelievers alike.- The New York Times
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Manohla Dargis
A would-be erotic thriller with no heat and zero chills, Deception has the kind of glassy, glossy sheen and risible story that mean to suggest "Basic Instinct" but instead invoke lesser laughers like "Jade" and "Sliver."- The New York Times
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A.O. Scott
This movie sets out to honor and refresh a youthful enthusiasm from the past and winds up smothering the fun in self-conscious grandiosity.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
Shirley’s instant metamorphosis from insecure high school student to ruthless madam is ludicrous in spite of the best efforts of the talented Ms. Waterston to convince you otherwise. The Babysitters has the increasingly jerky momentum of a film that was butchered in the cutting room, sacrificing continuity and character development to whip the plot forward.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
War, Inc. is gonzo moviemaking with a bleeding heart. A satirical farce that wants to be "Dr. Strangelove" for the age of terrorism, it is a zany, nihilistic free-for-all that goes soft.- The New York Times
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Manohla Dargis
I wish Ms. Parker had let that bee in her bonnet go silent, because the movie that she and Mr. King have come up with is the pits, a vulgar, shrill, deeply shallow -- and, at 2 hours and 22 turgid minutes, overlong -- addendum to a show that had, over the years, evolved and expanded in surprising ways.- The New York Times
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Jeannette Catsoulis
The movie's amoral momentum is fatally slowed by an acronym-heavy script and flimsy characterizations that offer fine actors -- including Rip Torn as Tom's contemptuous father and Naomie Harris as his missed opportunity -- little to play.- The New York Times
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Neil Genzlinger
Ms. Zeta-Jones is too elegant for the lowlife she's supposed to be, Ms. Ronan isn't endearing enough to be a ragamuffin, and, under Gillian Armstrong's direction, never for a minute do you believe they're mother and daughter.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
The kindest thing to be said for this frantic, cluttered mess of cheesy computer-generated action-adventure clichés is that at least you can see how the estimated $175 million budget was spent.- The New York Times
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Nathan Lee
One of the most undermotivated plots in many a moon, the zero-wit, zero-gravity misadventures of Nat, I.Q. and Scooter are embarked on merely because they're bored on their garbage dump.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
The film's spiritual deck is stacked. In the mawkish tradition of movies like "Simon Birch," "Wide Awake," "August Rush" and "Hearts in Atlantis," Henry Poole Is Here is insufferable hokum that takes itself very, very seriously.- The New York Times
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Laura Kern
Strains to sell itself as one crazy ride (raging parties! hot lesbian sex! bare breasts!), and chances are it won't disappoint those looking solely for unadulterated raunch.- The New York Times
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Jeannette Catsoulis
Features annoying characters navigating unbelievable situations.- The New York Times
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Nathan Lee
Of all the shoddy, insipid qualities of Bangkok Dangerous, the most egregious is the most fundamental: The film is simply dreadful to look at.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
Soon after that the movie simply stops dead in its tracks, as though the money had run out and the project had been called off in the middle of a scene that makes no psychological or dramatic sense. It leaves you frustrated and annoyed.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
The suds that cascade through Tyler Perry’s The Family That Preys more than equal the cubic footage from nighttime soaps like "Dallas," "Dynasty" and their offspring.- The New York Times
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Manohla Dargis
Not that Madonna has gone in for originality, which isn't really her thing: rather, instead of repurposing a genre, she has riffled through the art-house catalog for inspiration, as evidenced by the film's intentionally grubby visual texture, jumpy editing, direct-address commentary, freeze frames and other tricks.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
A supernatural thriller so mechanically inept and lacking in suspense that it doesn't even pass muster as lowbrow Halloween-ready entertainment.- The New York Times
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Jeannette Catsoulis
Soured by its enervated star and uninspired writing, the movie offers only tiny moments of joy, like a hailstorm of gumballs that's unexpectedly magical.- The New York Times
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Manohla Dargis
The film teeters so perilously and routinely at the edge of camp, both with some of its casting choices and some unfortunate dialogue (the repeated warning that "Jumby wants to be born now"), that it's hard to know if Mr. Goyer wants to make us howl with fear or laughter.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
Watching Ms. Zellweger’s joyless performance, you have to wonder what happened to this formerly charming actress who not so long ago seemed on the verge of becoming a softer, more vulnerable Shirley MacLaine.- The New York Times
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Nathan Lee
Looks like a comedy, acts like a comedy and sounds like a comedy, but it isn't funny. This is a problem in a movie that aims for laughs.- The New York Times
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Nathan Lee
There are, as you may have guessed, 12 rounds of this arbitrary nonsense. Annoying as the conceit may be, it neatly functions as a means to gauge how much is left to endure.- The New York Times
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Jeannette Catsoulis
Gives you the creeps, the giggles and the groans in almost equal measure.- The New York Times
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A.O. Scott
A clumsy and confused adaptation of Michael Chabon's 1988 novel.- The New York Times
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Manohla Dargis
Even when Mr. Coogan can't make his scenes work, his prickly presence keeps you watching, as does the eerie scenes of winter that Mr. Glatzer captures with the camera.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
It isn't saying much, but at least her (Carey) work here is more substantial than in the catastrophic "Glitter."- The New York Times
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Jeannette Catsoulis
Suffers from abusive close-ups, repetitive fight sequences and uninspired demon design.- The New York Times
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Jeannette Catsoulis
There used to be entertainment in the dodging and wit in the scripts; now there’s 3-D.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
An interminable mess of a film that juggles more characters and undeveloped subplots than it can handle and even manages to bungle the setup.- The New York Times
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A.O. Scott
Like his scripts for “21 Grams” and “Babel,” this one makes heavy use of happenstance and temporal displacement, and like them, too, it depends on ideas about human behavior that can only be called preposterous.- The New York Times
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Manohla Dargis
Timing, good jokes and characters you can laugh with and at are mostly missing from Gentlemen Broncos.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
A very shallow comedy. For the real thing, rent “The Ref,” in which Kevin Spacey and Judy Davis, with a boost from Glynis Johns, set the house on fire.- The New York Times
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A.O. Scott
What we see on screen is a lumbering, flat-footed fancy-dress melodrama.- The New York Times
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Jeannette Catsoulis
Alternately rancid and ridiculous, strident and sickly sweet, Our Family Wedding”offers plenty that’s old, borrowed and blue; it’s the something new that’s missing.- The New York Times
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Manohla Dargis
It’s hard to know what the director Allen Coulter could have done to improve Will Fetters’s absurdly contrived, yakky script about love and loss, largely set in the summer of 2001. But Mr. Coulter doesn’t help matters by infusing the movie with grave self-importance.- The New York Times
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A.O. Scott
For his sins poor Stewart is kidnapped, tortured and shot up with horse tranquilizer after his leg is broken. It’s disturbing, and somewhat baffling too, until you grasp that this hapless sucker is a surrogate for the audience.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
Although there is the germ of a very sharp comedy in the intersection of real mobsters and make-believe thugs in a Hollywood mob comedy, Analyze That is far too lazy to do much with it.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
The cinematographer-turned-director likes his MTV-style editing so much that in his drive for hyperkinetic overkill he sacrifices coherence to wallow in barely contained chaos.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
Little more than a loose- jointed succession of goofy "Saturday Night Live"-style sketches and sight gags inspired by an actual event that is nearly half a century behind us.- The New York Times
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Dave Kehr
Starts on a note of relative naturalism and under Mr. La Salle's nuanced direction gradually becomes more and more unhinged until it concludes in an altogether different genre.- The New York Times
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A.O. Scott
Summer is like an episode of the religious children's series "Davey and Goliath," without the entertainment value of animation and a talking dog.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
It might have been a satisfying if not terribly original piece of historical melodrama, but its clumsiness turns it, against its best intentions, into half-baked operatic kitsch.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
Metamorphoses from a character study into a confusingly edited sampler of sexual possibilities that feels both programmatic and old-hat.- The New York Times
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Dave Kehr
The film dissolves into a series of diminishing anticlimaxes, ending on a note of portentous ambiguity. To the last, Mr. Levin maintains his uneasy balance of reportage and melodrama.- The New York Times
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A.O. Scott
The movie is like spending an idle afternoon browsing, and not buying.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
In trying to be both bold and nonthreatening, the movie ends up seeming tame and mildly offensive.- The New York Times
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Dave Kehr
The results, to judge from the examples here, have been stuffy and disappointing, an unholy alliance between Playboy Channel prurience and PBS cultural alibis.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
Seems both overplotted and underimagined, though there is at least some creativity and a dose of realism, evident in the hairstyles themselves.- The New York Times
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A.O. Scott
If you're looking for laughs, give "Valley of the Dolls" another read instead.- The New York Times
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Lawrence Van Gelder
Eventually becomes preaching that is likely to tax the credibility of the unconverted.- The New York Times
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