Village Voice's Scores

For 11,162 reviews, this publication has graded:
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  • 4% same as the average critic
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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
Lowest review score: 0 Followers
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11162 movie reviews
  1. The overdetermined approach preempts character shadings or social subtext-just compare Hideo Nakata's original "Ring," which tapped its dread from viral-replicant mass culture and its pathos from a broken home, or Nakata's "Dark Water," which channeled the sorrow, guilt, and paranoia felt by a young divorcée mired in a custody battle.
    • 58 Metascore
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    The film's flashy you-are-there qualities only underscore the bittersweet gulf between NASCAR's seemingly self-actualized, life-risking gladiators and their softly padded, toddler-toting, ticket-buying fans.
  2. The film scores points needling the guys' lingering insecurities.
  3. Exploring a specific generational moment in mid-century Italy's social weft, Amelio's family saga might be his grimmest film, if only for the tragic exploitation of fraternity.
  4. Pacino simply wipes the cobblestones with the rest of the cast: His beautifully calibrated performance is lucid, commanding, and genuinely tragic.
  5. Watching Ben get the girl or be seriously injured trying always has its dry, keening pleasures.
    • 53 Metascore
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      Ed Park
    Transpires in a somewhat chintzy fantasy kingdom lousy with more cameos than your typical Love Boat season.
  6. For better or worse, Vanilla Sky is a genuine, albeit jejune, statement of star consciousness -- blustery with self-awe and feverish with cataclysmic self-doubt.
  7. Bad Santa is a one-joke film; to his credit, Thornton embodies that joke with vicious, vaguely insane conviction.
    • 55 Metascore
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      Ed Park
    Camp is self-conscious when the teens aren't singing, but the quote marks fall away as soon as they lift their voices.
  8. Needless to say, the movie fails as a cautionary tale. But it fulfills its summer air-conditioning duties with flippant ease, and its enjoyably cloddish attempts at political relevance add a fascinating layer of incongruity.
  9. This Phoenix screams hack job.
  10. A frat-boy remake of "Pink Flamingos" which isn't all bad.
    • 46 Metascore
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    Neither a satisfying exploration of ’70s culture, nor a madcap "Weekend at Bernie’s" caper, nor an informative paean to Parsons's legacy, Grand Theft stumbles toward all three possibilities, backpedals, then stalls, left to coast as an insipid road movie.
  11. Not as snort-worthy as "Backdraft," Ladder 49 is a serviceable testament to the firemen who would bravely risk their lives to protect the safety of others.
    • 84 Metascore
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    Martin Scorsese's The Last Waltz proves Andrew's point by gathering so much talent into one theater that the stage buckles and the subject drops out of sight.
    • 40 Metascore
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      Ed Park
    Ham-handed to start, with a fondness for cochlea-crushing decibel levels, National Treasure gets more entertaining as the preposterousness rises.
    • 61 Metascore
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      Ed Park
    When it comes to the "humans," the atmosphere collapses. Unnervingly smooth, mouths moving in strange, even frightening formations, the Polar people are the least convincing things on-screen, glaring impostors amid the otherwise painstakingly rendered scenery.
  12. Ray
    Hackford's movie falls into a meandering saunter. As the music grows dull, so does the movie.
  13. Neil LaBute on his worst day couldn't devise a scenario so primitive in its psychology and predictable in its sense of sin.
  14. It's far too soggy a confection for my taste.
  15. Team America is at once grandiose and tacky, elaborate and deflationary.
  16. The subjects can be amusing, chilling, or tragic -- but in the end, they offer few surprises.
    • 63 Metascore
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      Ed Park
    As parody, it's toothless and often smug, but as random Ferrellspeak generator, it has its delights.
    • 71 Metascore
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    A bland chamber drama for those who like their French cinema tame, talky, and just a little titillating.
  17. A kindred exercise in ensemble cheer and cozy humanism -- not as sentimental as it might be but cheerfully affirmative in dispelling the darkness of its premise.
  18. The appealing leads have strong chemistry, but it's the wrong kind: an affectionate big-brother/little-sister rapport that leaves a discomfiting taint on their more amorous clinches.
  19. It's hard not to wish that Chicago had taken place inside a more imaginative head.
  20. Collateral is a slim drink of thin beer, remarkable only as evidence that Mann might have a modern masterpiece in him if he were cut loose and allowed to roam around in his own obsessions.
    • 57 Metascore
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    Anyway, the thirtysomething in me was all, gag me with a spoon, but the kid in me was like, this movie's rad to the max.
  21. Determined to twist every character into an ideogram for vulgar humanity.
    • 39 Metascore
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      Ed Park
    The animated scenes conjure aromas of the stilted "Clifford," and the overall approach is to throw preordained movie sequences (rap number, shopping spree) together and hope for the best.
  22. Depp and Highmore's final scene together strikes a muted blow of desolation -- bottomless but just bearable -- that Forster rather bravely lets stand as the last word on all the fanciful solace that Barrieland had to offer.
  23. When he isn't overreaching for absurdity, Curtis can write bouncy patter, but each character gets about 60 seconds before the movie jumps deck to the next love-seeker and the next moony pratfall.
  24. Hardly gay camp for nothing, sword-and-sandal epics cannot help but teeter on the brink of self-mockery, and Troy, for all its grim seriousness, embraces both the clichés and the beefcake.
  25. The Aviator could've been a "Raging Bull" brother film, given that masterpiece's crystalline purity of purpose and humiliated courage. But it brakes far short.
  26. Director Goyer, who wrote all three Blade films, deserves credit for sticking with the character, but aside from the effectively staged action sequences Trinity is cheap-looking and laughably inept.
  27. Lake was fab in John Waters's films, especially Hairspray, but Fraser is more adroit in this screwball mode. Lake by now may be too brash and over-the-top for the big screen: too much her own persona. [23 Apr 1996]
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  28. A soap opera as convoluted as it is overdetermined. [20 Jan 1998]
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  29. Martin's performance is as impeccable as the set decoration, though one wishes he'd stop wasting his skill. Keaton flaunts her matronly hips, daring us to remember Annie Hall, but despite a jawline that's tighter than it was a decade ago in Baby Boom, she looks past the age of conception (no cosmetic surgery for wombs). [19 Dec 1995]
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  30. [Rhys Meyers] remains trapped in an enervating road movie - shelved so long that Rhys Meyers still appears to have baby fat - summed up when Finbar, who turns up in Finland (natch), asks whey-faced Danny, "You couldn't find anything better to do than to come find me?!"
    • 56 Metascore
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    Paramount Pictures and director Jay Roach would like to invite you to a dinner they're hosting, at which you are welcome to laugh at these poor jerks. That's a little messed up.
  31. This withholding actor's (Affleck) impish smile and mild, pale-eyed stare--not to mention the Clintonesque hoarseness with which he spins his convoluted lies--are sufficiently convincing to keep The Killer Inside Me from being just a steamy, stylish, punishing bloodbath.
  32. Yet Newell, he of "Four Weddings and a Funeral," is ill-suited to steward such sword-and-sandals adventure, his direction--while slightly eschewing modern genre practitioners’ penchant for slicing-and-dicing skirmishes into visual incoherence--is too pedestrian and partial to clumsy slow-mo effects to truly energize the story.
  33. It takes the film a deadly long time to kick in, and when it does, it largely retreads formula: ironic use of pop standards, musical numbers with contemporary choreography played for maximum laughs, risque one-liners.
    • 66 Metascore
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    Never as shocking as it thinks it is, as funny as it should be, or as engaged in cultural critique as it could be, Kick-Ass is half-assed.
  34. What plays hard and dark for the film's first half goes squishy and blindingly bright as calamity and then outright tragedy lead to the saw-it-coming resolution writer-director Derrick Borte thinks is more sincere than it actually plays.
  35. A reticent, primarily visual experience.
    • 56 Metascore
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    It all seems an advertisement -- ostensibly for a retrograde vision of the R.O.C.K.
  36. A pleasant if overlong road show starring five witty, sweet, humble guys.
  37. An entrancing glimpse of true underground Americana.
    • 38 Metascore
    • 50 Reviewed by
      Ed Park
    If nothing else, Sophie Fillières's Ouch! is a secret pop culture index.
  38. Loevy, who made this documentary with an Israeli and Palestinian crew, supplies a self-conscious voice-over.
  39. Funahashi's visual mood-making is an object lesson in how to create a sense of intimate anomie with next to nothing.
  40. A likable, earnest character study with a rare sense of purpose.
  41. A happy ending of sorts arrives out of nowhere -- against unfathomable odds, the string of awful ironies ends, for now, with sweet justice.
  42. The opposition of Christian spirituality and the bad religion of drugs is enough to send you down to the feel-good bodega just on principle.
  43. An odd blend of passionate performance footage and maddeningly shallow analysis of Cuba's music and politics.
  44. Still, the vapor traces of farce and policier that waft from this terribly earnest film never coalesce -- perhaps our own cultural remove allows what plays straight at home to be experienced as slightly daffy.
    • 60 Metascore
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    Though the filmmakers had a great time following the Manhattan restaurateurs around, they abandoned the untidy Brooklyn story before the inevitable downward spiral that might have been our payoff as filmgoers.
  45. Berliner captures the eerie beauty of their music alongside their strange dignity. But his mannered style (colored filters, multiple exposures, jump cuts) leaves an uneasy impression about the balance of power in his relationship to his subjects, women of surprising strength and enduring frailty.
  46. Culminates in a pilgrimage to Genet's tomb--a sweetly respectful gravestomp, to be sure, though one suspects the almost apologetic demureness of the central relationship would have irked him to no end.
    • 46 Metascore
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    Real history and raunch poke through, but the thirtysomething Move is too vital to be Martha in her dotage. Amusing for insiders, Ghostlight may confuse everyone else.
  47. If I were 13, I might be sufficiently entranced by the movie's bicycle stunts (down stairs! across countertops!) and wouldn't be wondering why ideas for science fiction films haven't progressed very far from "Star Trek's" first seasons all those decades ago.
    • 58 Metascore
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    Grainy video and gimmicky editing give this documentary an amateurish feel, but Samir's charming, rueful interlocutors shine through.
    • 47 Metascore
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    Hits just the right balance of pop and political. Though flat by cinematic standards, Beaufort's TV aesthetics--sonorous Telemundo-style narrator, black-backgrounded talking heads, and gaudy titles--nevertheless befit the story.
    • 45 Metascore
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      Ed Park
    Though the acting is tentative at times, with performances not quite landing on the same page, Evergreen is a compassionate slice of Pacific Northwest misery.
  48. Claims to sort the bad guys from the good, which is its essential problem.
  49. Kai S. Pieck's debut feature finds a plaintive, compelling route to the pathology of 1960s German child-killer Jürgen Bartsch.
  50. Entertaining as it is, Imelda seems all too willing to take her at her word.
    • 34 Metascore
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    An interesting cross between a Frontline exposé and "World's Scariest Weapons Inspections Videos."
    • 47 Metascore
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    Though noble in its intent to portray Islam as a peace-loving faith, the narrative flow remains compromised by its catechistic asides and displaced hero.
  51. If Michiko Yamamoto's screenplay overdoes Magnifico's holy-fool virtue to the point of hysteria, de los Reyes's fluid compositions, dead-on pacing, and knack for eliciting naturalistic performances make the story uncommonly cathartic.
  52. Kuryla has her prole banter down, and moments like McKenzie's desperate dance on her jalopy hood when Turturro locks her out move beyond literary sting into kinetic and sympathetic gutter picaresque.
  53. Worth sticking around for: the triumphant end credit sequence of each Red Orchestra mug shot morphing into the next one.
    • 60 Metascore
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    There's so little meat to his likable subject that the endeavor proves less "Cops" and more "The Andy Griffith Show."
  54. Melodramatic Filipino coming-of-ager concerns the budding sexuality of a young girl in a devoutly Catholic culture.
  55. Poorly organized mishmash of archival war films, scholarly chatter, and literary quotations.
    • 57 Metascore
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    Best appreciated for Ruben Santiago-Hudson's convincing performance as a man possessed by a quartet of supernatural beings.
  56. Tsukerman is not interested in disproving or discounting theories, but merely assembling them.
  57. The Central Park Zoo is cheaper, you can walk away from the penguins after 10 minutes, and it has snow monkeys and beer.
  58. The comedy is somewhat doused by posture and repetition, and the characters' whimsical behavior is endearing and irritating in turn. Which still makes it the absolute best neo-samurai judo farce in town.
  59. Frustratingly little here grapples with the day-to-day realities of life in Chechnya and the surrounding areas.
  60. It's all fascinating, but must Kalatozov's careening angel of cinema be laid bare?
  61. Exist is prone to posturing. Demonstrating a noble if wishy-washy faith in activism's power to save the world, the film amounts to a brief, earnest howl against apathy--easily dismissible for those unsympathetic to its views and basically useless for everyone else.
    • 58 Metascore
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    Part fluff, part social farce, and all foregone conclusion.
    • 32 Metascore
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    This mélange of softcore porn, overheated melodrama, and harrumphing moralizing transcends taste--its lurid insanity goes beyond good and bad, right and wrong.
    • 61 Metascore
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    Those who fear that the mainstream of contemporary art has become little more than an extension of fashion will find no comfort in Drawing Restraint 9, Matthew Barney's latest big-budget ejaculation of ritual self-involvement and superficial foofery.
  62. It's all pleasant enough, but the pretty pictures, languid pacing, and endless stretches of mood music eventually combine to soporific effect.
  63. Grappell implicitly uses the juxtaposition with the martyred Kurbas to gauge her commitment to her own art. Light From the East drinks freely from the triumphalist cup of the glasnost era.
  64. All in all, the movement turned out to be a godsend for Rio natives, but the film is merely a pep rally.
    • 61 Metascore
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    When Turnley ventures into broader political or sociological commentary, one wishes that he'd step back and let the music, uniformly and ass-shakingly irresistible, take center stage.
    • 60 Metascore
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    Following Chong to the clink by way of a few well-timed stand-up gigs, this genial doc sprinkles Reagan and Nixon soundbites over its vintage stash of C&C clips for a suitably fuzzy squint at America from '69 to the buzzkill present.
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    A sincere but sapless attempt to meld personal and political documentary.
  65. Fatally conventional in nearly every respect, the movie would be easy to dismiss were it not for Burns's frustrating knack for inserting unexpectedly truthful moments amid all the dross.
    • 60 Metascore
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    Unlike in "Medium Cool," the most telling and dramatic events aren't shown.
    • 65 Metascore
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    Filmed and edited with near anesthetic calm, Fernand Melgar's documentary meditation on the work of Swiss euthanasia outfit Exit ADMD doesn't so much argue for the legalization of assisted suicide as recline comfortably in the knowledge that this firm's devoted "escorts" are here to direct terminal patients toward that shining light down the hall.
    • 70 Metascore
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    Pollock drags when Horton's offscreen, and with its NPR-inflected narration and executive producer Don Hewitt, the film might have fared better as a PBS special.
    • 60 Metascore
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    Settles for a stilted design and mode of performance that suggests a bloodless screen adaptation of Edward Gorey illustrations.
  66. The panoramas of vacant lots and boarded-up buildings, cheesily scored to lugubrious music, get monotonous, until you realize that repetition is precisely the point.

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