For 20,278 reviews, this publication has graded:
-
46% higher than the average critic
-
5% same as the average critic
-
49% lower than the average critic
On average, this publication grades 4.2 points lower than other critics.
(0-100 point scale)
Average Movie review score: 61
| Highest review score: | Short Cuts | |
|---|---|---|
| Lowest review score: | Gummo |
Score distribution:
-
Positive: 9,380 out of 20278
-
Mixed: 8,434 out of 20278
-
Negative: 2,464 out of 20278
20278
movie
reviews
- By Date
- By Critic Score
-
-
Reviewed by
Vincent Canby
With Still Smokin', Cheech Marin and Tommy Chong are scraping the bottom of their barrel and finding only bits and pieces of the characters and comedy routines that were so successful in their earlier films, including ''Up in Smoke,'' ''Nice Dreams'' and ''Cheech and Chong's Next Movie.'' [7 May 1983, p.16]- The New York Times
-
Reviewed by
-
- Critic Score
A comedy so uninspired, so relentlessly awful that one occasionally laughs for it—more like a moo or a snort or a gagging noise—just to interrupt it a little or help it out of the room.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
-
Reviewed by
Caryn James
The film features someone who walks like Jackie Mason, talks like Jackie Mason, does everything except make people laugh like Jackie Mason.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Vincent Canby
My mind wasn't simply wandering during the film - it was ricocheting between the screen and the exit sign.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Vincent Canby
ZAPPED! is a half-baked, rather retarded parody of Carrie and a number of other films that, using the awesome power of their ignorance, drove telekinesis into the ground.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Glenn Kenny
Kin is insufferable, self-seriously combining shut-in nerdiness with wannabe macho pyrotechnics. It’s Bro Cinema in all the worst imaginable senses of the term.- The New York Times
- Posted Aug 30, 2018
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Teo Bugbee
Supercon offers lip service to fan culture, yet it is difficult to imagine who would enjoy watching this ill-conceived satire. Directed by Zak Knutson, who also contributed to the screenplay, the movie is careless with its setting, callous toward its characters and crass about its audience.- The New York Times
- Posted Apr 26, 2018
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Manohla Dargis
Actors make lousy choices all the time and if Like a Boss makes money no one will care that it’s formulaic, unfunny, choppy, insults women and seems to be missing much of its middle.- The New York Times
- Posted Jan 9, 2020
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Glenn Kenny
That such a woebegone project attracted such a largely first-rate cast is peculiar but not inexplicable; sometimes the urge to bite the hand that feeds you overwhelms your quality control filter.- The New York Times
- Posted Aug 23, 2018
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Walter Goodman
HOW did Eight Million Ways to Die commit suicide? Let us count the ways.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Bilge Ebiri
To go with its bizarre plotting and shrill performances, the film seems to have been edited in a Cuisinart. But those are the least of its crimes.- The New York Times
- Posted Dec 5, 2018
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Vincent Canby
William Lustig is the film's director, and Joe Spinell, who plays the maniac, also collaborated on the screenplay (with C.A. Rosenberg) and wrote the original story. He is terrible in all capacities, though his performance is more immediately objectionable. Watching him act like a psychopathic killer with a mommy-complex is like watching someone else throw up.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
- Critic Score
If Polar were a teenager, it might be content to chug Mountain Dew while playing first-person shooter games and trolling innocents online. Unfortunately, Polar is a movie, and if it has any redeeming qualities, it chooses to keep them a secret.- The New York Times
- Posted Jan 31, 2019
- Read full review
-
-
Reviewed by
Glenn Kenny
The details of the story, as they unfold, do not correspond with any dimension of reality. Character development is nonexistent. The sluggish rhythms, the awkward cuts, the unlovely cinematography cohere into what seems like the enactment of a pointless dream.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 20, 2019
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Glenn Kenny
I suppose it’s a genuine achievement that a movie packed with as much delightful canine (and agreeable human) talent as this one should be so insufferable.- The New York Times
- Posted May 16, 2019
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Vincent Canby
It's an unfunny horror-filmparody with a cast headed by Richard Benjamin, Paula Prentiss and Severn Darden , directed and written by Howard R. Cohen, who shouldn't be trusted to park the cars of such people, much less make a movie with them.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Jeannette Catsoulis
While you might leave with several unanswered questions, the most concerning one is how this fiasco was ever financed in the first place.- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 27, 2019
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Janet Maslin
One of the few things this listless bore of a film makes clear is that Mr. Penn, ever since his hilarious performance as a stoned surfer in Fast Times at Ridgemont High, has been greatly overrated.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Elisabeth Vincentelli
If anything, the film emanates a startling ineptitude, unable as it is to clear some basic standards of craftsmanship.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 18, 2019
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Jason Bailey
Each comic set piece decomposes on the screen, lifeless and hopeless.- The New York Times
- Posted Aug 16, 2019
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Glenn Kenny
As it lumbers to its climax, the movie delineates the border that separates the merely stale from the genuinely rancid. For all the heavy lifting The Fanatic does, it winds up on the weaker side of the divide.- The New York Times
- Posted Aug 29, 2019
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Glenn Kenny
If you want to make a movie that argues for stricter gun laws, or more conscientious nationwide mental health care, by all means go ahead. But this kind of morbid, witless scab-picking, capped by an oh-so-ironic choice of closing credits song, is worse than useless.- The New York Times
- Posted Oct 3, 2019
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Glenn Kenny
If you’re one of those people who believes the Tarantino of today still needs to “grow up,” this movie will provide an oblique but vivid insight into how much worse things might have been.- The New York Times
- Posted Oct 10, 2019
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Glenn Kenny
As nostalgic twaddle goes, “Me and Phil and the New Wave Girl” (I mean Pretenders) initially feels like an innocuous treatment of the joys and sorrows of cinephilia and young love. The sort of thing concocted by men whose collegiate experience taught them little beyond how to turn self-serving reminiscences into middling indie movies. Soon, though, it descends into several discrete modes of misogyny.- The New York Times
- Posted Oct 3, 2019
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Glenn Kenny
The movie’s finale offers a twist that ostensibly ameliorates the internal-logic complaints. But it most vividly registers as a rancid misogynist cherry atop a sloppy concoction of tired jump scares.- The New York Times
- Posted Oct 24, 2019
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Ben Kenigsberg
It is difficult to believe that an actual first encounter with interdimensional beings would be such a complete waste of time.- The New York Times
- Posted Oct 24, 2019
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Janet Maslin
THE actors in Transylvania 6-5000 seem to have the impression that they are doing something funny, though where they got that idea is anybody's guess. It cannot have come from the screenplay, which was written by Rudy DeLuca, who also directed the film, as a series of utterly listless comic setups. It's not that Mr. DeLuca has done anything wrong, exactly; it's simply that he never does anything right. There's no reason for this material to be funny, so, not surprisingly, it never is.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
-
Reviewed by
Glenn Kenny
While Glanz is the only cast member who gets within swinging distance of charisma, Roberti’s chops as a romantic lead are lacking.- The New York Times
- Posted Apr 9, 2020
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Jeannette Catsoulis
Coarsely merging social-media critique and slasher comedy, this shallow take on the evils of internet addiction is as unoriginal as it is unfunny.- The New York Times
- Posted Aug 13, 2020
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Maya Phillips
Here’s an equation for third-period math: Take “Superbad,” “Booksmart,” and, hell, any teen-party movie, add in a useless overarching conceit, subtract all originality. The result is The Binge, a new Hulu original that is only exceptional in its mind-numbing inanity.- The New York Times
- Posted Aug 27, 2020
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Caryn James
Johnny Mnemonic looks and feels like a shabby imitation of Blade Runner and Total Recall. It is a disaster in every way.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Glenn Kenny
One may wonder how Tate Taylor, who has overseen high-profile, conventional, ostensibly respectable Hollywood product like “The Girl on the Train” and “The Help,” came to direct this amoral, repellent bag of sick, a movie whose biggest ambition in life is to start a bidding war at a late 1990s Sundance Film Festival and then bomb at the box office. Call it water finding its own level, maybe.- The New York Times
- Posted Feb 11, 2021
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Devika Girish
Those who disagree that abortion is akin to murder are unlikely to be persuaded, and even those on the fence might struggle to sit through the hammy acting and poor production values.- The New York Times
- Posted Apr 1, 2021
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Kristen Yoonsoo Kim
Donny’s Bar Mitzvah — which is littered with chaotic party scenes of horny, dysfunctional attendees — oscillates between offensive and offensively unamusing.- The New York Times
- Posted Mar 23, 2021
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Glenn Kenny
It’s not just the title character who fails to thrive. The filmmaking is on occasion, to put it kindly, fractured.- The New York Times
- Posted Apr 29, 2021
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Jeannette Catsoulis
Treacly and manipulative, Dear Evan Hansen turns villain into victim and grief into an exploitable vulnerability. It made me cringe.- The New York Times
- Posted Sep 23, 2021
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 10, 2021
- Read full review
-
- The New York Times
- Posted Jun 3, 2021
- Read full review
-
-
Reviewed by
Teo Bugbee
The movie treats illness as a series of contrivances, an engine that keeps the plot pistoning forward, and the result of this approach is a film that feels lifeless, or worse, reductive.- The New York Times
- Posted Jul 22, 2021
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Walter Goodman
Written and directed by Frank Henenlotter, this oozer specializes in unspecial effects and unspeakable acting. Strictly for the brain damaged.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Amy Nicholson
Who’s the real victim here? The audience — yet Kemper’s no-nonsense pixie who suffers a dozen thumbtacks to the face runs a close second.- The New York Times
- Posted Nov 11, 2021
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Wesley Morris
The only thing I want less than a thriller about a school shooting is a thriller whose other main character is the main character’s iPhone.- The New York Times
- Posted Feb 25, 2022
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Wesley Morris
It’s all a mess of ideology and theology, of flowing robes, flying fists, karma, camp, cant and can’t: can’t act, can’t kick, can’t marshal any art.- The New York Times
- Posted Mar 17, 2022
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Beandrea July
Despite her strong effort, even Thompson can’t deliver the film’s attempt at a three-dimensional female protagonist. There is truly no magic here.- The New York Times
- Posted Sep 29, 2022
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Glenn Kenny
This endeavor might have tried the alternative title “Die Hard on a Budget,” except even that would have been hopelessly optimistic.- The New York Times
- Posted Jan 5, 2023
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Calum Marsh
Between its old-hat story, flagrantly distasteful humor and lousy visual effects, Virtually Heroes feels as if it’s been sitting on a shelf for a lot longer than 10 years. It probably should have remained there.- The New York Times
- Posted Jan 19, 2023
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Calum Marsh
This tedious, unfunny, screamingly unoriginal romantic adventure film is so flimsy and so insubstantial that it’s practically vaporous.- The New York Times
- Posted Apr 20, 2023
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Brandon Yu
The film is so graceless and bizarre in its attempts at tugging at the viewer’s emotions that it often feels like a work of parody.- The New York Times
- Posted Apr 21, 2023
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Vincent Canby
The movie, which Mr. Aldrich directed from a screenplay by Christopher Knopf, is cheap and nasty without having any redeeming vulgarity and absolutely no conviction of truth.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Erik Piepenburg
Now that the third and mercifully final film has flumped into theaters, this empty trilogy offers few worthwhile returns other than well-duh horror lessons that should (but won’t) sink in: Leave good horror alone, and relentless cat-and-mouse games do not a movie make.- The New York Times
- Posted Feb 5, 2026
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Stephen Holden
This imbecilic, mean-spirited farce, which sneers at adults, leaves you wondering: where are the Three Stooges when we really need them?- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
-
Reviewed by
Stephen Holden
The Singing Forest was written and directed by Jorge Ameer, whose film "Strippers" opened three years ago and remained the single worst movie I had ever reviewed -- until now.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Ned Martel
It is hard to know what exactly Mr. Palumbo is trying to say in his debased film.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Stephen Holden
So inept on every level, you wonder why the distributor didn't release it straight to video, or better, toss it directly into the trash.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
-
Reviewed by
Laura Kern
The only thing this so-called cautionary tale will inspire audiences to do is to never sit through another insultingly awful piece of exploitative trash "conceived" by David DeFalco.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Stephen Holden
Even by the standards of its bottom-feeding genre, Dirty Love clings to the gutter like a rat in garbage.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
-
Reviewed by
Manohla Dargis
Viewer discretion is advised, if only because it's well-nigh unwatchable.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
- Critic Score
The maudlin, grotesque western September Dawn, about the massacre on Sept. 11, 1857, of about 120 settlers by Mormons (and their Paiute Indian mercenaries), apes "Schindler’s List" in hopes of creating a Christian Holocaust picture.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
-
Reviewed by
Manohla Dargis
A relentlessly ugly, unpleasant, often incoherent assault on the senses from Brazil.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Jeannette Catsoulis
Custom designed for its smirking star (who is also an executive producer), this tasteless train wreck asks only that she preen and prance on cue.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
A.O. Scott
The Love Guru is downright antifunny, an experience that makes you wonder if you will ever laugh again.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Manohla Dargis
The crushingly unfunny and slopped-together How to Lose Friends & Alienate People has neither the ambition nor the intelligence to do justice to its source material.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Manohla Dargis
See the Holocaust trivialized, glossed over, kitsched up, commercially exploited and hijacked for a tragedy about a Nazi family. Better yet and in all sincerity: don't.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
A.O. Scott
The most transcendently, eye-poppingly, call-your-friend-ranting-in-the-middle-of-the-night-just-to-go-over-it-one-more-time crazily awful motion pictures ever made.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Manohla Dargis
A nasty exploitation flick tarted up with art-house actors and psychobabble.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Manohla Dargis
It seems doubtful that Surveillance, a would-be transgression that tries to squeeze dark laughs from the spectacle of human suffering, would be taking up space in theaters if its director were not the daughter of a name filmmaker.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Dave Kehr
Too campy to work as straight drama and too violent and sordid to function as comedy, Vulgar is, truly and thankfully, a one-of-a-kind work.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Dana Stevens
A film that even a rabid lowbrow like Homer Simpson (or, when the mood strikes, this critic) would find beneath his dignity.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
-
Reviewed by
Stephen Holden
Ms. Ryan's lean, eagle-eyed golden girl is enough to curdle milk.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Stephen Holden
It's a little sad to see actors of the quality of Christopher Plummer and Jonny Lee Miller struggling straight- faced to dignify this sewage.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Stephen Holden
Mush, delivered with a trembling, quasi-biblical solemnity, is what emanates from Anthony Hopkins most of the time in Hearts in Atlantis, a nostalgic fiasco so shameless it makes movies like "Simon Birch" and "Frequency" seem as austere as the work of Robert Bresson.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Dana Stevens
At the end the picture seems to acknowledge its own ludicrousness, but by then it, like Beans, is beyond rescue.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Stephen Holden
No doubt there are those who will deem Simon Birch ''heartwarming.'' It is exactly the kind of movie that has given that hackneyed superlative a bad name.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Janet Maslin
The film makers had declared they were bravely exploring new levels of licentiousness, but the biggest risk they've taken here is making a nearly $40 million movie without anyone who can act. The absence of both drama and eroticism turns Showgirls into a bare-butted bore.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Elvis Mitchell
If someone left "1984," "Fahrenheit 451," "Brave New World," "Gattaca" and the Sylvester Stallone potboilers "Judge Dredd" and "Demolition Man" out in the sun and threw the runny glop onto a movie screen, it would still be a better picture than Equilibrium, a movie that could be stupider only if it were longer.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Janet Maslin
One way to get through Baby Geniuses is to think about whether it really is the worst movie you've ever seen. Probably not, but pretty darn close.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
A.O. Scott
It may be a bit early to make such judgments, but Battlefield Earth may well turn out to be the worst movie of this century.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
- The New York Times
-
-
Reviewed by
Dave Kehr
Villainy toward the infant class now comes from Jon Voight, descending to the depths of his 37-year-career.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Stephen Holden
The movie... hasn't the foggiest notion whether it's a soap opera or a horror film, and wanders around in a generic fog.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Janet Maslin
The results are so disastrous that absolutely no one is shown off to good advantage, with the possible exception of the hairdressers involved.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Caryn James
Like so many Eddie Murphy misfires, Vampire in Brooklyn has no idea how to capitalize on the actor's immense appeal. The film was directed by the horror master Wes Craven and it turns out to be an Eddie Murphy-Wes Craven movie that is not funny or scary. Now that's a nightmare.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Caryn James
This muddled film about a secret C.I.A. project in Laos in 1969 fails on every possible level: as action film, as buddy film, as scenic travelogue and even, sad to say, as a way to flaunt Mel Gibson's appeal.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
A.O. Scott
The law of diminishing returns is enforced so stringently that the movie succeeds not only in negating its own comedy, but its very being.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Dave Kehr
At 70 minutes, Cupid's Mistake is short, but then, so is our time on this planet.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Stephen Holden
An excruciating demonstration of the unsalvageability of a movie saddled with an amateurish screenplay.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
-
Reviewed by
Manohla Dargis
The kind of witless production that should rightly be cluttering the discount bins at your local video store.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Jeannette Catsoulis
A scorching affront to Italians, Iraqis and the intelligence of movie audiences everywhere.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Nathan Lee
Harold is the type of one-note dead zone ideally suited for a bathroom break while sitting home on a Saturday night, alone and semidrunk, in front of the television. At feature length it's enough to make you tear your hair out.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Jeannette Catsoulis
Clueless, directionless and altogether pointless.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by
-
-
Reviewed by
Stephen Holden
A convoluted, hysterical mess of a movie with grandiose spiritual airs and not a drop of humor.- The New York Times
- Read full review
-
Reviewed by