For 20,323 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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Dana Stevens
Not a bad movie, and its intentions are unimpeachable. But its sentimentality is so relentless and its narrative so predictable that the life is very nearly squeezed out of it.- The New York Times
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This could be called an art house version of "Pearl Harbor," except that sounds vaguely nutritious, like fat- free yogurt or a historical episode of A&E's "Biography." But Dark Blue World is all empty carbs, like malted milk balls.- The New York Times
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Sitting through the accomplished but meaningless Black Hawk Down is like being trapped in an action film version of "Groundhog Day," condemned to sit through the same carnage over and over.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
A virtuoso ensemble piece to rival the director's "Nashville" and "Short Cuts" in its masterly interweaving of multiple characters and subplots.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
The raw intimacy of some of the scenes -- whether they take place at a diner, in the death house or in the bedroom -- is breathtaking.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
The final product is soft at the center, a rustic cinematic greeting card.- The New York Times
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Elvis Mitchell
We see the movie levitate when Ali and Brown chant, "Float like a butterfly," the slogan that takes on a different meaning in each context, starting off as hopeful and spry, finally becoming rueful and pointed. When the film pulls off moments like these, it's breathtaking -- a near great movie.- The New York Times
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A.O. Scott
The most indolent waste of screen time since Andy Warhol's marathon shot of the Empire State Building.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
Has only the most tangential relation to reality, and therein lies its slender charm.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
The movie can -- indeed, should -- be intellectually rejected, but you can't quite banish it from your mind.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
Watching it, I kept imagining the depth of feeling Ingmar Bergman and his troupe might have brought to the same material. As much as A Song for Martin hurts, it doesn't quite go the distance.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
Many of the faces that emerge through the murk appear bug-eyed. And much of the dialogue, which is frequently shouted, is only semi-intelligible.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
After Jimmy Neutron was over, I felt glassy-eyed and a little headachy. But the boy genius who accompanied me to the screening could not take his eyes off the screen. I think he's in his room right now, building a shrink ray to try out on his dad.- The New York Times
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A handmade dream, cobbled together from dirt, wood and more imagination than most of us can muster in our most fevered states. Because this Czech master refuses to work in the scrubbed, antiseptic manner of most animators, this fable comes to life as hilarious and creepy.- The New York Times
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Elvis Mitchell
The playful spookiness of Mr. Jackson's direction provides a lively, light touch, a gesture that doesn't normally come to mind when Tolkien's name is mentioned.- The New York Times
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A.O. Scott
Kandahar feels like a Magritte painting rendered in sand tones, and your eyes are drawn to the screen. There aren't enough of these moments, though, and Mr. Makhmalbaf lessens their power by repeating them.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
Astonishingly well acted film, so much so that it seems unfair to single out any of the performances. Mr. Lawrence's camera sense is as sure and unobtrusive as his feel for acting. The movie just seems to happen, to grow out of the ground like a thorny plant, revealing the intricate intelligence of its design only in hindsight.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
It is a career-defining performance that could catapult the 37-year-old actor beyond bland romantic leads and into the kinds of juicy anti-heroic parts once gobbled up by Mr. Hoffman and Robert De Niro.- The New York Times
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Rarely does a movie feel as leaden-footed as Iris, especially when it tries to bounce back and forth. The audience is transported between two very obvious stories and becomes slightly irritated by the grinding inevitability of both of them. As a result, Iris Murdoch gets lost in the shuffle.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
A happy, nasty and frequently hilarious assault on 20 years' worth of youth pictures.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
At once endearing and unbearably show-offy, it seems to be the product of a sensibility formed by age-inappropriate reading.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
Highly entertaining, erotic science-fiction thriller that takes Mr. Crowe into Steven Spielberg territory.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
The blend of grim violence with romantic whimsy tilts toward sentimentality. Mr. Salles has the confidence of a storyteller too entranced by his tale to worry about the resistance of his audience, which he thus effortlessly overcomes.- The New York Times
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Has a lovely, unadorned, though distended sentimentality.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
Mr. Akin pursues his happy, silly love story without embarrassment, and In July is ultimately more endearing than irritating.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
It could easily have become either prurient or moralistic, but Mr. Goldman's stance is that of a sympathetic observer, and his style combines ground-level realism with a touch of Almodóvarian extravagance.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
The lovely clarity of this story, which seems to have been drawn from the literature of an earlier age, is well served by the artful subtlety of the telling. Mr. Majidi prefers imagery to exposition, and his shots are as dense with meaning, and as readily accessible, as Dutch paintings.- The New York Times
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Dana Stevens
The movie is quiet, modest and sympathetic almost to a fault; its scenes of emotional discord, accompanied by a swooning, sniffling score, seem best suited to cable television. It's like a Lifetime movie about men.- The New York Times
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Stephen Holden
Helmer's wildly whimsical debut film, Tuvalu, is the kind of movie that might one day find itself in the hall of fame of surreal movie weirdness alongside cult favorites like "Eraserhead," "Delicatessen" and the avant-garde frolics of Guy Maddin.- The New York Times
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