For 20,335 reviews, this publication has graded:
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On average, this publication grades 4.2 points lower than other critics.
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Average Movie review score: 61
| Highest review score: | Short Cuts | |
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| Lowest review score: | Gummo |
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Stephen Holden
The screenplay, by Mr. Cooper and Jonathan D. Krane, is so sketchy that it feels like a hastily executed first draft.- The New York Times
- Posted Oct 13, 2011
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Jeannette Catsoulis
This debut feature from Matthijs van Heijningen is as stiff as the Antarctic tundra. Where the earlier film pulsed with precisely calibrated paranoia and distinctly drawn characters, this inarticulate replay unfolds as mechanistically as a video game.- The New York Times
- Posted Oct 13, 2011
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A.O. Scott
Like birding itself, The Big Year rewards patience. It respects both the integrity and the eccentricity of the avian obsession, and it communicates something of the fascinating abundance and weirdness of the animals themselves.- The New York Times
- Posted Oct 13, 2011
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A.O. Scott
Somehow Footloose never finds its rhythm. The maudlin scenes drag on, and the livelier moments pass by too quickly. It only works when it settles down and lets the characters (and the audience) hang out and have a little fun.- The New York Times
- Posted Oct 13, 2011
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Manohla Dargis
There are several genres nimbly folded into The Skin I Live In, which might also be described as an existential mystery, a melodramatic thriller, a medical horror film or just a polymorphous extravaganza. In other words, it's an Almodóvar movie with all the attendant gifts that implies: lapidary technique, calculated perversity, intelligent wit.- The New York Times
- Posted Oct 13, 2011
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Check your cynicism at the ticket booth. To Be Heard is one of the best documentaries of the year.- The New York Times
- Posted Oct 11, 2011
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As the film cuts back and forth between the present day and a historical survey of gay culture, its tone wavers between dutifully somber and irrepressibly funny.- The New York Times
- Posted Oct 6, 2011
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Andy Webster
Today Mr. Fisher and Mr. Moore are all who remain of the original lineup, enduring a punishing touring schedule in 500-seat clubs. But the group's influence - attested to by members of No Doubt, the Peppers and Jane's Addiction, among many others - is indisputable.- The New York Times
- Posted Oct 6, 2011
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Rachel Saltz
The movie plods along self-consciously, and when the big twist occurs (you'll most likely see it coming), it complicates the plot, but not Butch, who remains a paragon. That's the problem with Blackthorn: it goes all mushy when contemplating its grizzled, out-of-time hero.- The New York Times
- Posted Oct 6, 2011
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Rachel Saltz
What should be rousing stuff - a republic is born! the chains of feudalism thrown off! - remains a kind of lavishly illustrated history lesson. Even the irrepressible Mr. Chan (this is his 100th film) seems subdued.- The New York Times
- Posted Oct 6, 2011
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Neil Genzlinger
The beauty of the movie, in fact, is that Mr. Estevez does not make explicit what any of them find, beyond friendship. He lets these four fine actors convey that true personal transformations are not announced with fanfare, but happen internally.- The New York Times
- Posted Oct 6, 2011
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At once austere and conceptually overwrought, The Nine Muses is both too much and not enough.- The New York Times
- Posted Oct 6, 2011
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Manohla Dargis
Lighter than a meringue and as insubstantial, the French boulevard comedy The Women on the 6th Floor was designed for the gentle laughter it easily earns.- The New York Times
- Posted Oct 6, 2011
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Andy Webster
In place of novelty we have dank interiors (shades of "Saw") and black-and-white photography (à la "Eraserhead"). Still missing is that lingering subtext, leaving only a lurid, splattery wallow in grime, blood and excrement.- The New York Times
- Posted Oct 6, 2011
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A.O. Scott
Deep down, though, this movie by the first-time writer-director Abe Sylvia is desperate for approval. Starting out with a blast of profanity and sexual brazenness, it lands in a zone of earnest, sloppy weepiness.- The New York Times
- Posted Oct 6, 2011
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Stephen Holden
An underdog drama with clanging metal-on-metal action, Real Steel feels scientifically programmed to claw at your heart while its battling robots, which have a semblance of human personality, drum up your adrenaline. That said, I'm not sure that the movie itself has more than a semblance of a heart.- The New York Times
- Posted Oct 6, 2011
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A.O. Scott
Somehow, the film is missing both adrenaline and gravity, notwithstanding some frantic early moments and a late swerve toward tragedy. It makes its points carefully and unimpeachably but does not bring much in the way of insight or risk.- The New York Times
- Posted Oct 6, 2011
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For now, though, Mr. Kendrick will have to settle for being a good enough filmmaker, content to preach to the choir.- The New York Times
- Posted Oct 4, 2011
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Jeannette Catsoulis
This crackpot thriller from the usually competent Jim Sheridan leaves only one mystery unsolved: what on earth was he thinking?- The New York Times
- Posted Sep 30, 2011
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David DeWitt
But the story never asserts itself in any dramatic or comedic or even home-movie fashion. It turns on whether the dopey actor can coax the quiet musician out of his shell (not much) and if the quiet musician can connect with his high school crush (I'll say no more, as that's the only suspense).- The New York Times
- Posted Sep 29, 2011
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Neil Genzlinger
American Teacher doesn't come close to doing what it sets out to do, but it does end up as a heartfelt, bittersweet portrait of several teachers.- The New York Times
- Posted Sep 29, 2011
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Andy Webster
Everything feels secondhand in Guy Moshe's Bunraku, a potpourri of genres that ends up a morass of clichés.- The New York Times
- Posted Sep 29, 2011
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Neil Genzlinger
The impalement is a nice touch. The death by wood chipper, pretty sweet. But the best bit of comedy in the ridiculously gory Tucker and Dale vs. Evil eviscerates the field of psychology with no bloodshed at all.- The New York Times
- Posted Sep 29, 2011
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David DeWitt
Benda Bilili! is brutally real, a document of willpower that shows not only the magic of transcendence - which may be fleeting - but also the transformation of aspiring to it, every struggling step of the way.- The New York Times
- Posted Sep 29, 2011
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A.O. Scott
It feels warmed over, devoid of urgency and, in spite of Mr. Broomfield's on-camera displays of doggedness, lacking in curiosity.- The New York Times
- Posted Sep 29, 2011
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Manohla Dargis
The world of My Joy is grim, though the experience of watching it and piecing together its fragmented story strands is anything but. It's suspenseful, mysterious, at times bitterly funny, consistently moving and filled with images of a Russia haunted both by ghosts and the living dead.- The New York Times
- Posted Sep 29, 2011
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A.O. Scott
To watch the long, painful last hour of this movie is to watch all of his good ideas and smart impulses collapse into a heap of half-written, awkwardly acted, increasingly frantic scenes.- The New York Times
- Posted Sep 29, 2011
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Stephen Holden
If nothing else the ramshackle, scatterbrained rom-com What's Your Number? confirms the arrival, heralded by "Bridesmaids," of a new subgenre, the smutty chick flick, into the Hollywood mainstream.- The New York Times
- Posted Sep 29, 2011
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A.O. Scott
It is a quiet, relentless exploration of the latent (and not so latent) terrors that bedevil contemporary American life, a horror movie that will trouble your sleep not with visions of monsters but with a more familiar dread.- The New York Times
- Posted Sep 29, 2011
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Manohla Dargis
A feel-good and slightly bad comedy-drama about a young man's fight against cancer, aims to put a tear in your eye and a sob in your throat, if not for long.- The New York Times
- Posted Sep 29, 2011
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