Village Voice's Scores

For 11,162 reviews, this publication has graded:
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On average, this publication grades 7.6 points lower than other critics. (0-100 point scale)
Average Movie review score: 57
Highest review score: 100 Hooligan Sparrow
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11162 movie reviews
  1. Occasionally smirky.
  2. The admirable Gainsbourg refrains from overacting, but her leading men never quite transcend the emptiness and inanity of their characters' dilemma.
  3. The most revelatory moment is provided not by the spectacle of the Roes clinging to each other on a bungee cord, but by Julian Lennon, who pops up on the beach in Monaco to give a terse evaluation of his father.
  4. Amid the awkward pacing and gaping plot holes, the film's chief point of interest is Goldblum's morbidly fascinating performance: equal parts Walter Neff and Captain Kirk.
  5. Artless but seductive.
  6. Some of the testimonials are underedited, but as a work of passionate advocacy, I Remember Me can't be faulted.
    • 71 Metascore
    • 50 Reviewed by
      Ed Park
    A nimbler approach to border crossing, German-born director Fatih Akin's In July resembles a shaggier "Serendipity," with a similar moony conflation of coincidence and destiny.
  7. Chock-full of feisty-frank go-girl sextalk speculating on white guys' underplayable size.
  8. There's a certain gutsy allure to the wildly improbable proceedings.
  9. Everyone in this chintz-covered world is a little creepy.
  10. For all of its careful realism, Lan Yu is constructed around clichés, plummeting toward a modestly heroic sacrifice and a tearjerking act of fate. But Kwan is a master of shadow, quietude, and room noise, and Lan Yu is a disarmingly lived-in movie.
  11. An engagingly grim psychological thriller.
  12. By the final shot, which assumes the viewpoint of a decapitated head, its appalled comedy has swelled, beyond outrage, to a pitch of punch-drunk hysteria.
  13. As with the more glamorously photographed "MicroCosmos," the climbing, scurrying, and munching eventually grows tiresome, but the film is not without its highlights.
  14. Unfolds in a shroud of nonspecific suggestiveness but never emerges from under it.
  15. But owing no doubt to the requirements of Sandra Bullock, the movie's above-the-line star, executive producer, and worst enemy, this potboiling procedural never stands a chance of disproving its title.
  16. A bit precious, ultimately wearisome.
  17. Relying on rote culture-clash pratfalls, Gilfillan belabors the symmetries.
  18. There's no gold dust to be found here, just an awful lot of stick-on glitter.
  19. Even Mastroianni cannot hold our attention for over three hours.
  20. Its awkward mix of polemic and melodramatics probably won't travel very well.
  21. Handheld sprinting and swish-pans try to enliven the duo's shenanigans: undermotivated fisticuffs, fun with the nutty controls on their limousine (the roof slides open!), Vaughn's endless yapping.
  22. Owen and Mirren are fun to watch, but the film, despite the many shots of gardens in full bloom, lacks visual distinction.
  23. A Matter of Taste's largest handicap is restraint: It's too tasteful. The climactic crisis is a broken leg, and the off-screen denouement is unimaginative.
  24. In the absence of any greater cultural context, the ritual reiteration of Greenberg's greatness grows wearisome.
  25. Martin seems uncomfortable and oddly waxen (the orange Al Gore makeup doesn't help), injecting Frank with neither restless anger nor wry humor.
  26. With wit and empathy to spare, waydowntown acknowledges the silent screams of workaday inertia but stops short of indulging its characters' striving solipsism.
  27. Flawless never approaches the rancid bluster of "8MM," but it's an equally dishonest piece of manipulative hackwork.
  28. A techno-happy bumrush screaming the joy of never thinking twice about repeating things ad nauseam, and as loud as possible.
  29. Mad Songs saves its most memorable image for its hard-earned climax, which molds the ambiguous, hallucinatory spectacle of a combusting effigy into a viewer-implicating demonstration of crowd psychology and a harrowing cri de coeur.
  30. At best, plays like an attenuated "Seinfeld" episode.
    • 66 Metascore
    • 50 Reviewed by
      Ed Park
    All stand-up comedy is oral aggression, but Cho's is an especially fascinating strain.
  31. A blitz of anti-authoritarian poses so feel-good you'd think someone was selling you sneakers.
  32. He's (director Abranches) so focused on creating a strikingly mannerist visual style that he forgets to flesh out his plot and characters.
    • 71 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    In trying so hard to entertain, ends up sabotaging itself.
  33. As an action flick, Shaft is clumsy out of the gate and overfond of hurtling stuntmen through windows.
  34. This comic horror story rivals A.I. as the year's creepiest representation of maternal love -- partly because it naturalizes the Frankenstein story in terms of human procreation.
  35. Amid the cliché and foreshadowing, Cage manages a degree of casual realism.
  36. Alternately grueling and soporific, Quitting is a movie about addiction that demands the viewer also give something up.
  37. Pitched somewhere between Oliver Stone's "JFK" and the Seinfeld parody thereof, Neil Burger's debut never quite transcends jokester status -- it's a veritable menagerie of shaggy dogs, red herrings, and wild geese -- and the punchline doesn't live up to Barry's dead-eyed, perfectly chilled delivery.
  38. The filmmakers skillfully evoke the sense of menace that nature holds for many urban dwellers. -- Sometimes, though, the editing is choppy, and the film could use more of a script.
  39. Feels both tiresomely old-fashioned and disturbingly topical.
  40. Circumspect documentary.
  41. A competent if overlong blend of policier, sci-fi conspiracy thriller, daikaiju eiga (giant monster) stompfest, and tragic romance. It's also anime (short for "cheaper than live-action").
  42. Evocative but ahistorical.
  43. Begins and ends with footage of FDR intoning "I hate war," something the film takes two interminable hours to say.
  44. The last scenes contain so many moral and spiritual turnarounds that Alex (Harper) -- and the film -- are all but buried in the uplift. Harper, in a fierce, nuanced performance, deserves better.
    • 46 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    The film tries hard to avoid cliché but doesn't get very far.
  45. Refreshingly direct and even courageous in its confrontation of female pleasure -- specifically orgasms and masturbation, the staple of teen-boy comedies, but hitherto off-limits for girls.
  46. It's a TV show and a facile one at that.
  47. Too bland and fustily tasteful to be truly prurient, Sade moves along at a reasonable clip, goosed by claps of gothic lighting, solemn chords, and amplified sound effects.
  48. Kid-pulp screenwriter Goyer (Dark City, Blade I and II) manages some mature textures but his movie never surmounts its manipulative ideas.
  49. Though rife with incidental plot holes, Foote's movie feels right even when nothing important is happening...which is much of the time.
  50. Luis Mandoki's brisk hack job pushes no more buttons than Connie Chung Tonight -- though, for better or worse, it's perverse enough to stage the traumatic event as a spouse swap.
  51. Quek is compelling not for her ideas but the tangled path by which she came to them.
    • 53 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    Combines the wholesomeness of "Old Yeller" with the moral and physical claustrophobia of "The Waltons."
  52. Mumford is good for a few chuckles and not nearly as egregious or cloying as it might have been.
  53. This extraordinary story still sparks controversy in France, but in Berri's hands, it never comes alive...a shadow play of historical icons, rather than a portrait of people in love.
    • 53 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    Confrontational for its time yet paltry next to any episode of "Oz," Piñero's slim moral quandary is stocked with glib sermonizing and unfocused characterizations, but Robert M. Young's firmly anchored direction creates an appropriate chamber ambience.
  54. This dreamy, languorous farce offers a manageable strawberry-flavored alternative, a mildly kinky Hello Kitty sadomasochism.
    • 44 Metascore
    • 50 Reviewed by
      Ed Park
    Falls into the clotheshorse cliché: all dressed up and no place to go.
  55. The time-outs from wisecracking -- invariably, to impart a simplistic self-esteem lesson or two -- feature the most awkward silences you're likely to endure in a comedy routine.
    • 48 Metascore
    • 50 Reviewed by
      Ed Park
    Playful and sentimental, with comic-book characterization and a half-orphaned, filially righteous head case, Janice Beard resembles a British "Amélie."
  56. Ace in the Hole is a movie about the fascination of disaster that is itself a fascinating disaster.
    • 29 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    An earnest ensemble weeper I'd at least feel comfortable seeing with my grandmother.
  57. Musters gobs of atmosphere and touristy menace without attending much to story or character.
    • 33 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    Intermittently engaging and moving, P.S. has gathered a bit of dust over the years. Still, it's nicely acted by the small cast.
  58. Manchevski has a rare visual intelligence, whether filming the face of a dying woman or Times Square's reflection in a windshield. But in reaching for a cubist style of storytelling, he sacrifices character and motivation.
  59. Undeniably high-powered. At 153 minutes, it's also punishingly overlong.
  60. Vatel is dull and silly, but the holiday season doesn't offer a better sets-and-costumes workshop.
  61. Foreigners often comment on the peculiar American combination of superficial friendliness and profound indifference. Stevie epitomizes a related national trait -- the belief in the curative powers of publicity.
  62. Dramatically lopsided, Assassination Tango is a spontaneous life-slice in which John J. (standing in for Duvall) fumbles like a besotted granddad toward empathic connections. That it doesn't "work" is a measure of its sincerity.
    • 30 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    Adobo doesn't exoticize the culture so much as leaven it with a sense of ordinariness.
  63. Long before it ends, its leisurely immersion in the Mississippi Delta has turned downright lukewarm and even chilly.
  64. B. Monkey is crawling with smart actors saying things they don't quite mean.
  65. Echoes the trajectory of the post-Communist-bloc region itself, unmoored and at the mercy of pitiless capitalist forces.
  66. It's instructive that Waking Ned Devine is being so aggressively sold as a feel-good comedy; the "good" feeling in question is called condescension.
  67. Manages to gracefully step out of the way of its own referential overload.
  68. Makes the strongest case for retirement since late-period Roger Moore.
    • 50 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    Most fun when it's locked up with daddy.
  69. The first half has a nifty B-movie feel--it's a canny little movie with a big, big theme.
  70. It's squeamish about sex but not, unfortunately, sentiment.
  71. A junk-food movie striving to be nutritious -- it's one of your racier Be Yourself after-school specials crossed with 'Who Moved My Cheese?" for Cosmo girls.
  72. The narrative is unexpectedly sleepy, excepting the occasional flashy set piece.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    Frustratingly, Dridi tells us nothing about El Gallo other than what emerges through his music.
  73. In lieu of vaporous message-mongering, the languid, episodic narrative -- centering on hapless sadsack Quoyle (Spacey) -- streams along by the gentle force of a convincing melancholic undertow, a dejection and longing that's not so much surmounted as sustained.
  74. Offers some interesting twists for connoisseurs.
  75. Madeleine's such a cold bitch that the adulterous lovers' anguished scruples scan like inert masochism.
    • 50 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    Looking puffier than he did in New York last month, Earle gets his band together, rewrites his play about executed Christian Karla Faye Tucker on the eve of opening night, defends his patriotism (and yours), and flogs the current LP. And then he rocks some more.
  76. Aiming for Almodóvar lite, the flick is more reminiscent of "The Love Boat" -- drenched this time in cheery polysexuality. Everyone is an angel (and a horny little devil) in this breezy earthly trifle, even if the zaniness never quite takes wing.
  77. Nothing much happens, and that's the point, but all this wheel spinning could have used more grease.
  78. Enjoyable but slight— an intermittently funny, one-joke vaudeville.
  79. However misjudged and evidently cobbled together in the editing room, Dark Blue does have the nerve to drive right through the riots with Russell's saber-toothed bigot, implicitly linking the two phenomena and not being shy about the suffering on either side of the combat.
  80. It's tempting to read Abu-Assad's view of his ostentatiously wealthy heroine and her debutante narcissism as satirical of a certain cross-section of modernized Palestinians amid the occupation, but the placid, earnest way her dilemma takes up emotional space in his film suggests half-bakery.
  81. Dark Blue World and Sverak's previous "Kolya" were each written by the director's father, Zdenek, and both films betray a weakness for the symmetrical and sentimental.
  82. The only conceivable reason to immerse oneself in this inexplicable release is, of course, Huppert. Gravely, she accepts the challenge of delivering a coherent performance in a wildly incoherent role.
  83. Best appreciated as hilarious pulp metaphor, which, not coincidentally, happens to be one of the screenwriter's specialties.
  84. As homey as old sweats.
  85. The film's broad performances and heavy-handed moralizing strike a note of condescension sure to be heard by the alienated teenager within us all.
    • 57 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    What's annoying and eventually absurd is writer-director Isabel Coixet's decision to have her heroine keep the diagnosis a secret.

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