Village Voice's Scores

For 11,162 reviews, this publication has graded:
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  • 4% same as the average critic
  • 56% lower than the average critic
On average, this publication grades 7.5 points lower than other critics. (0-100 point scale)
Average Movie review score: 57
Highest review score: 100 Hooligan Sparrow
Lowest review score: 0 Followers
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11162 movie reviews
  1. It's the summer's most disingenuous movie -- a real achievement in a waning season that included Tim Burton's "Banana Splits" remake.
  2. As the basest form of genre hootenanny, it wimps out: There's no twist, no showboat acting, not even an outrageous crisis of paternal violence.
  3. The rotting corpses, projectile insect vomit, and creepy geezers in black arrive pretty much on cue, as does the great Cicely Tyson as the obligatory old blind woman who "sees" more than most people with two good eyes. It's her upper bridge, though, that's truly the scariest thing in the whole movie.
  4. Cheklich's insipid, cheapjack dramedy--about a flagging company's decision to outsource--isn't potent enough to even be called a lukewarm-button movie.
    • 45 Metascore
    • 10 Critic Score
    Barely elevated telenovela.
  5. Unexciting, incoherent, lamely acted, and carelessly written.
  6. There’s very little fun to be had with the camp of Bad Kids.
  7. What's really absent from this fiasco is a sense of purpose or an interest in character, as the participants in this weekend-getaway contest are ciphers defined mainly by their degree of obnoxiousness.
  8. It's a particularly risible nothing whose premise alone betrays the paucity of Franco's imagination and wit.
  9. Guinzburg's retool is full of unintentional humor, high-school-theater level acting, and shoddy writing.
  10. A stale, overbudgeted, child-empowerment fantasy that's every bit as excruciating as the director's previous work.
  11. Examinations of faith on film don't have to be noxious.
  12. Unlike Reese Wither-your-spoon, stagy Murphy actually does deserve her own "Philadelphia Story," or "Singin' in the Rain." She's obviously a camp genius (see "Clueless," not "8 Mile"), but this dopey script, topped with too-pretty Kutcher's rote 70's Show blowups, ain't it.
  13. Sum total of scenes that deserved to stay in the final cut: Thandie Newton doing a little shimmying frug.
  14. Compounding the action’s lack of originality are both the amateurishness of every performance and the wobbly-camera aesthetics. Worse, though, is the wholesale absence of any political point of view on its immigrant-horror-story subject matter, leaving the film feeling like the thinnest type of retread.
    • 33 Metascore
    • 10 Reviewed by
      Ed Park
    Contains exactly three decent jokes, all stuffed in the last 15 minutes.
    • 17 Metascore
    • 10 Critic Score
    The obligatory lesbian kiss is checked off like a box on a clipboard, but the B-horror standbys that might rescue the film from self-serious tedium are nowhere to be found.
    • 25 Metascore
    • 10 Critic Score
    Placing the onus of the war on the troops, Fox follows "Redacted's" vile moral playbook, only without Brian De Palma's self-reflexive, formalist gestures.
  15. At once simple-mindedly didactic and utterly chaotic, Steal This Movie! is interspersed with fake headlines and botched history.
  16. As amateurish as its 1990-grade VHS title graphics, Surviving Peace is possibly the clunkiest — and most one-sided — film ever made about the Israeli-Palestinian conflict.
    • 17 Metascore
    • 10 Critic Score
    The mountain would probably recommend that you save your money.
  17. It's a mannered, over-the-top approximation of real anguish and hopelessness that's so phony that it's borderline insulting to those who've truly experienced such tragedy.
  18. With everything so wrong, how can there be anything right about Cadillac Records?
  19. Bracingly unfunny.
  20. Any sensible person would gun it right out of the theater.
    • tbd Metascore
    • 0 Critic Score
    A mystery with nothing to reveal, a drama without consequence, an elegy of dispassion. Lacking wisdom or even earnest intent, the film's flaws of execution become more apparent.
  21. It is absolutely terrible.
  22. Stoned on the story's '60s-sex-bomb potential, Bornhak piles on the sex and forgets the bomb; the result is unaffecting filmmaking, as slack-jawed and superficial as its subject.
  23. This is a guy who seeks to mock idiocy? Physician, heal thyself.
  24. Superhumanly awful BBC bottom-feeder Love, Honour and Obey, which, paramount among its many faults, is not recognizably a film.
  25. Writer/director Tom Costabile's found-footage conceit is painfully hackneyed, although not nearly as enervating as his actual drama.
  26. Welcome to the Jungle, directed by Rob Meltzer from a script by Jeff Kauffmann, is satanically bad.
  27. So objectively awful it ceases even to be a reflection of writer- director Andrews Jenkins's non-talent, How to Rob a Bank calls into question the distribution filtration process that should protect delicate consumer eyes from things like this.
  28. The year's most repugnant movie.
  29. The question of who might find Harold even mildly entertaining looms large.
  30. Blind Side the movie peddles the most insidious kind of racism, one in which whiteys are virtuous saviors, coming to the rescue of African-Americans who become superfluous in narratives that are supposed to be about them.
  31. Chaos lacks the audience-implicating boldness or howling political outrage of that landmark (Wes Craven's "Last House on the Left"); where Last House was provocative, Chaos is merely disgusting.
  32. Stein's script is slack and tin-eared, too feeble to pass for satire, and inadequate even by lazy-pastiche standards.
  33. So incompetently mounted by Brazilian director Vicente Amorim (it takes a clumsy directorial hand to make Viggo Mortensen come on like Sesame Street's Mr. Noodle) as to be utterly incoherent.
  34. Even by the standards of the genre, the characters behave with astonishing stupidity, while Makinov tries repeatedly to mine suspense from slowly creeping up on his actors with the camera.
  35. The movie shares this premise with 2008's "Repo!: The Genetic Opera." It would be worth researching who ripped off whom if both weren't ghastly.
  36. McTiernan's Rollerball is a movie masochist's delight.
  37. Whatever cautionary point I.T. may be trying to make about privacy gets lost in the formulaic ugliness, and not even the constant stream of facepalm moments make it entertaining or watchable.
  38. From homophobic start to misogynistic finish, My Father Die is a parade of thrift-store images and scenarios as dull as they are repugnant.
  39. Reprinting its entire script would be the only way to properly convey the unintentionally hilarious awfulness of Red Hook Black, which complements its stilted and goofy writing with equally inept performances.
  40. Some movies really are unwatchable, but a reviewer, as an underpaid but loyal public servant, must persevere. Take, for example, Silver Case, the truly terrible debut feature of writer-director Christian Filippella and writer Jason A. White.
  41. It wouldn't be fair to gripe about the hundreds of plot holes; the whole thing is hole.
  42. Surpassing Dan Aykroyd's "Nothing but Trouble" as the most astoundingly atrocious walrus-flop of a directorial debut by a languishing actor ever contrived, Sally Field's Beautiful.
  43. An unrelentingly crass and confrontational barf bomb that makes Lars von Trier's "The Idiots" look like the philosophical experiment that it is.
    • 45 Metascore
    • 0 Critic Score
    The scariest thing about Hellbent is that somebody thought making this humorless gaysploitation slasher flick would be a good idea.
  44. Fool's Gold is the sort of movie that makes you look more kindly upon the WGA strike. It isn't merely bad--it's so desperate that the actors can scarcely conceal their contempt for the material.
  45. The film combines agonizing scenes of didactic earnestness about gun violence with the absolutely soul-crushing ennui of flaccid marriage jokes.
  46. With horror altogether absent and a plot drowning in insipid convolutions, it's a film whose early warning to Heather should be heeded: "Don't go to Silent Hill."
    • 20 Metascore
    • 0 Critic Score
    Moving beyond stultifying to stupefying.
  47. We may have to sit through worse films to come this year, but with any luck, there'll be none as guilelessly, idiotically misogynist as this one.
  48. Canadian comedy hits rock bottom in this abhorrent meta-infomercial.
  49. Sure to appear in everyone's worst-of lists at year's end, to say nothing of a few bad dreams, Bryan Johnson's Vulgar is an unclassifiably awful study in self- and audience-abuse.
  50. Screenwriters Andre Fabrizio and Jeremy Passmore fail to conjure a single witty line. Nor is there any finesse to be found in director Brian A. Miller’s inept staging of car chases and shoot-outs.
  51. This ghastly comedy emits the subliminal whine of a sucking chest wound.
  52. Dispiritingly obvious and phony from top to bottom.
  53. Just because you're paranoid doesn't mean your speculations are sound, your writing and filmmaking skills are passable, or that you're preaching to anyone but the fearfully converted.
    • 17 Metascore
    • 0 Critic Score
    It's perhaps the sequel we deserve. But that doesn't mean this dumb, blunt follow-up - both more unspeakably grotesque and less scary than the first film - is worth sitting through. Once Six's conceptual project becomes clear, his escalating audience-mocking torture is increasingly pointless.
  54. One of the year's worst releases. A second viewing of "Synecdoche" would be less painful.
    • 7 Metascore
    • 0 Critic Score
    Crass, shrill, disingenuous, tawdry, mean-spirited, vulgar, idiotic, boring, slapdash, half-assed, and very, very unfunny.
  55. Hoping to distract us from the zero ideas found in his film, Levinson demands that his cast act loudly and unbearably, a task for which Demi Moore, as the second wife of Ellen's first husband, is perfectly suited.
  56. Witless, tasteless, formless spoof.
  57. These grating characters frequently burst into songs that are not only ill-fitting, but also — as with every other aspect of this indie — awful.
  58. Like the characters, all conversation and action in the film take turns amounting to nothing.
  59. Self-involved, amateurish, and unoriginal.
  60. An overflowing septic tank of chicken-soupy sanctimony that proceeds from casually offensive hypocrisy to wretchedly inapt religiosity.
  61. China Salesman has got to be one of the most baffling, expensive pats on the back China has ever given itself.
  62. 8MM
    A nasty piece of work, and it's nasty in a particularly ostentatious and sophomoric way.
  63. Let’s cut straight to the chase: Black Rose is a bad film — amazingly, astoundingly, supercalifragilisticexpialidociously bad.
    • 36 Metascore
    • 0 Critic Score
    A movie that, in its unconditional embrace of an all-male subculture, amounts to little more than a rote circle jerk.
  64. From the outset, Streitfeld hopscotches back and forth over her tale's 24 hours with a self-conscious aesthetic affectation (overlapping imagery, shifting camera speeds, elliptical edits) that demolishes any intelligible character or plot development, resulting in a story comprised of pretentious meditative fragments.
    • 22 Metascore
    • 0 Critic Score
    The product itself isn't so much afterthought as afterbirth -- a bloody mess to be dumped discreetly.
  65. Hide and Seek follows no semblance of internal logic--the unveiling of Charlie is a ludicrous cheat, the last reel a unique paroxysm of rancid idiocy.
  66. Jaye acknowledges in the opening and closing minutes that MRAs sometimes spew nasty garbage online, but she never presses them on this in her many interviews. Instead, she lets them moan about how hard it is to be a dude in 2016.
    • 16 Metascore
    • 0 Critic Score
    Virtually every shot of the kangaroo was digitally created, and perhaps that was an insurance policy masterstroke. Forcing a real live one to act opposite these co-stars could have easily constituted animal cruelty.
  67. There's no more disposable type of comedy than the genre spoof, and no greater example of its general creative worthlessness than The Walking Deceased, an interminable 90-minute goof-off propped up by references to popular zombie-apocalypse fiction.
  68. Can a movie get some "at least we tried" low-budget pity points, man? Move back home, all of you.
  69. Pre- credits, Date Movie runs a mere 70 minutes, which increasingly seems like seven minutes, repeated 10 times.
  70. One of the more depressing, desensitizing experiences I've had in a theater, Hoodwinked Too! Hood Vs. Evil feels as computer-generated as its creepy, talking-ceramic-toy style of animation.
  71. Using a slavery narrative to advance an unrelated agenda is pretty tasteless, bordering on offensive.
  72. The movie improves immeasurably if you visualize a looming iceberg in the corner of the frame.
    • 34 Metascore
    • 0 Critic Score
    There's a good film to be made about Halston, the dashing man who went from Iowa-born milliner to revered fashion designer to self-popularizing entrepreneur to AIDS-era casualty, but dear Lord, Ultrasuede is not it.
  73. A film this monotonous will make you zone out.
    • 1 Metascore
    • 0 Critic Score
    As propaganda, United Passions is as subtle as an anvil to the temple. As drama, it’s not merely ham-fisted, but pork-shouldered, bacon-wristed, and sausage-elbowed.
  74. Who's the bigger charlatan--Burzynski or Merola--and why is this conspiratorial rubbish being released into theaters?
  75. At once laboriously expository and defiantly incomprehensible.
  76. Possibly the most deranged, pointlessly complex, automatic-writing-like cultural manifestation outside the cosmologies of the more creative psychotics.
  77. O'Brien's slow-motion-heavy staging is graceless, and his script is twice as unwieldy. With characters stuffed full of clichéd platitudes about fate, love, honor, and other topics the film isn't capable of addressing in any mature way, it's a fiasco of frontier-wide proportions.
    • 45 Metascore
    • 0 Critic Score
    South of the Border's subjects are masters at cooking bullshit, and Stone just eats it up.
  78. Actual concussive cranial abuse would be preferable to Jessie Nelson's I Am Sam.
    • 23 Metascore
    • 0 Critic Score
    It's an unimaginative, mean-spirited gross-out that forgot to bring the funny.
  79. An endless chain reaction of cartilage-crunching, organ-pulping brawls.
  80. Depraved, disgusting, misogynistic, ugly, and interminable, Murder-Set-Pieces is the lowest form of cinematic life, a movie so utterly degenerate it makes you wish that indie filmmakers had to prove a basic standard of decency in order to buy a camera.
    • 16 Metascore
    • 0 Critic Score
    Like a spiral perm growing out, Jersey Guy droopily unravels as partial homage to the Balki Bartokamous school of bad acting before collapsing into a mess of fragmentary sermonizing on deceit, commitment, and the meaning of choice.
  81. Muck pairs a repellent concept with amateurish dialogue, acting, editing, lighting, and pacing.
  82. A callous piece of work that exploits images of children in pain or jeopardy.

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