Time Out's Scores

  • Movies
For 6,377 reviews, this publication has graded:
  • 41% higher than the average critic
  • 3% same as the average critic
  • 56% lower than the average critic
On average, this publication grades 3.5 points lower than other critics. (0-100 point scale)
Average Movie review score: 61
Highest review score: 100 Pain and Glory
Lowest review score: 0 Surf Nazis Must Die
Score distribution:
6377 movie reviews
  1. Even supremely talented actors like Melissa Leo (as a confidently sexy trucker) and Brendan Sexton III (as a train-station beggar) are stifled by all the pseudo-redemptive mush.
    • 38 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    A shamelessly artless horror movie whose senseless story - a girl inherits a spooky, seedy hotel which just happens to have one of the Seven Doors of Hell in its cellar - is merely an excuse for a poorly connected series of sadistic tableaux of torture and gore.
  2. This smug and callous action-comedy is about nothing but teeth.
  3. Twi-Hards shall attend en masse. Adults shall roll their eyes. And on our human comedy shall go.
  4. No matter; this aggressively humorless farce would play like a dead rabbit pulled out of a hat, regardless of the casting choices.
  5. There’s the odd nifty camera move but the action sequences are often messy and rote. The self-healing Hellboy is able to withstand endless punishment, which may be faithful to Mignola’s source material but hardly ups the stakes. The audience is not so lucky. Hellboy? Just hell, actually.
  6. Fess up: You want to see Los Angeles get blowed up real good, and it's a measure of this movie's incompetence that it can't even deliver that vicarious thrill properly.
  7. This one barely musters a pulse.
  8. To call this a turkey would be an insult to poultry.
  9. As for parents: Are you cool with feeling like you're having artificial sweetener sandblasted into your eyeballs for 87 minutes?
  10. Take the last train to anywhere but here.
    • 35 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Extremism in defense of liberty is no vice, but let's not get carried away here.
  11. Speed can be a virtue, but there’s something extremely off-putting about the way The Wolfman, Universal’s latest horror classic redux, races through its opening scenes.
  12. The "bumpkins are people too" message will certainly please the Appalachian Anti-Defamation League; midnight-movie fans, however, will recognize that this mess misses the mark by a country mile.
  13. We’re a long way from this shoot-’em-up franchise’s John McTiernan–helmed heyday. Willis gives one of his laziest ever performances, leadenly tossing off each quip (“I’m on vacation!” is the most abused) and acting like he’s passing a kidney stone during the bathetic father-son bonding scenes.
  14. It would be kind to call this satire; what it comes off as is a pummeling, testosterone-fueled sensory assault that the film then makes minor variations on for two very long hours.
    • 48 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    The director/subject uses a confessional tone, showing herself nude in the tub and slathering the movie in emotive voiceover. But her self-regard never matures into self-examination, and the only time she steps outside of her own perspective is to moan about how others have it easier.
    • 22 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Mostly, this DOA movie is an excuse to hammer home that there's more to life than making a shit-ton of money. Take that, Wall Street!
    • 69 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Everything is tainted by a sneering sense of superiority. It’s like washing down Christmas dinner with rancid eggnog.
  15. Smurftastic! Now where's that noose?
  16. The film strives to cinematically reanimate that shabby underground lair; instead, it proves to be the most bastardized souvenir bauble of all.
  17. The little action here will disappoint fans; it’s way too choppy.
    • 37 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    The characters are flat; the voiceover is awkward.
  18. Inane dialogue, extraneous scenes and wooden performances make for an experience that's less edge-of-your-seat than one very long, amateur hour and a half.
    • 47 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Bad news indeed. A quite ghastly sequel to The Bad News Bears in which the subject's incipient sentimentality has been left to run riot, with all charm, humour and believability lost in the process.
    • 45 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    This tale of a 34-year-old quarterback's return to college football is marginally less funny than wearing a jock-strap on your head, and less original than putting Ralgex down your opponent's shorts.
    • 16 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Surely the nadir of the rehash genre, a string of unconnected party pieces by a cast whose world weariness would imply that they know exactly how cynical this whole venture has become.
    • 29 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    It's stone cold dead on the slab.
  19. Even with the grungy aesthetics and earnest preaching, Inhale is really nothing but crass topical exploitation, milking this social issue for every salacious drop.
    • 46 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    An incredible physical comedian, Rowan Atkinson would seemingly do anything for a laugh except one crucial thing: hold out for a better script. This sequel to 2003's Johnny English has a few inspired gags, but most of the material is on the level of English getting kicked repeatedly in his thunderballs.

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