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. Less a thriller than a comedy, and a formulaic one at that, predicated on an amusing but bizarrely simplistic clash of personalities and cultures.
  2. Where Judgment Day exhibited the profligate sprawl of a military operation, the leaner, less grandiose Rise of the Machines has the feel of a single Hummer careening through an earthquake in downtown Burbank.
    • 48 Metascore
    • 60 Reviewed by
      Ed Park
    Adept and generally enjoyable.
  3. A movie of many stupid pet tricks and one basic joke: As in the original, Elle's intelligence is consistently -- if understandably -- underestimated.
  4. Richer in metaphor than narrative drive.
  5. Indifferently written, passably acted, resourcefully shot in video with enlivening splashes of local color.
  6. A loud and frequently funny clown show, Full Throttle is less a grim demolition derby than a day at Coney Island, punctuated by the clatter and screams of the Cyclone.
  7. On one hand a seat-o'-pants digital-video quickie designed for blunt trauma, and on the other a veritable index of classic genre-stuff, Boyle's film creates an acute sense of movie-viewing danger.
  8. Immersed in popular culture, War and Peace makes it clear that India's nuclear mania appeals not only to religious chauvinism, primitive nationalism, and a desire for modernity but, even more dangerously, to a festering sense of inferiority.
  9. Religious fanaticism gets even scarier in this hour-long doc.
  10. Her (Gerstel's) apparent marginalization in Israeli society renders this political psychodrama all the more depressing.
  11. Prince Chatri Chalerm Yukol's movie is lovely, large, and tedious, subscribing blindly to storybook stereotypes (this warrior is brave, this prince is noble, this consort is evil) and acted, for the most part, in a passionless monotone.
  12. This isn't one for the time capsule--just bury it.
  13. Nolte's exploding patriarch jacks up the story's antisocial wish fulfillment into a Nietzschean-anarchist's wet dream, but one can only vainly hope that the preordained sequel will head in that dastardly direction.
  14. Bury this in the time capsule: a memento of the Clean South, 2003.
  15. Unusually impassioned indie.
    • 51 Metascore
    • 50 Critic Score
    Convoluted yet simple-minded, the movie frequently equates verbosity with wit.
  16. Suzuki has made the ultimate meta-movie, a self-parodying, surrealist gangster daydream as intoxicating and insubstantial as an absinthe swoon.
  17. A powerful account of living in isolation and constant terror.
  18. The writerly restraint that confines them to the airport is admirable, though the fairy-tale ending in Acapulco seems like a throwaway.
  19. Madeleine's such a cold bitch that the adulterous lovers' anguished scruples scan like inert masochism.
  20. Hollywood Homicide knows it's a dog, and it ain't too proud to beg.
  21. As matinee probations go, the movie's tainted by too many bad songs and too much of Bruce Willis.
  22. Though a relatively sober essay on criminal organization, Tycoon is also thoroughly pulpy -- that is, crass, unimaginative, corner-cutting, and simplistic, with the visual vocabulary of daytime soap.
  23. If this adaptation of Chinese punk-lit writer Wang Shuo's fiction doesn't survive its Bronx trick-out, you can't really blame Brody, whose luminous autodidact seems caught between camp and coolsville.
  24. Given that The Eye plays out without so much as a single new idea or real surprise, it's a testament to the Pangs' knack for composition and editing -- or Orange Music's merciless Psycho-tronic score -- that the movie goes boo as effectively as it does.
  25. Not only documents the soul-titan concert held at L.A. Coliseum seven years after Watts burned, but illuminates the rue and kinesis of a city in full Black Power flower.
    • 38 Metascore
    • 30 Critic Score
    The script, and the actors' breezy performances, work inasmuch as they get us to the chase on time.
  26. Like the film, Pai's character is muddily conceived and ill-focused, but the coltish, tremulously delicate Castle-Hughes is a hypnotic camera subject.
    • 33 Metascore
    • 30 Reviewed by
      Ed Park
    The story has too many characters, about whom we know too little.
  27. One leaves with barely a clue as to how this group was able to orchestrate a successful string of terror bombings.
  28. He's (director Abranches) so focused on creating a strikingly mannerist visual style that he forgets to flesh out his plot and characters.
  29. The finale is a near-abstract mess (decapitation, impalation, "Alien" birth) -- in an empathic gesture, the filmmakers end it all with a few sticks of TNT.
  30. Mawkishly clichéd as it is, Together is an odder hybrid than it first appears -- at once populist and deeply cynical about the price of popularity.
  31. Zesty in a workmanlike sort of way, providing supporting henchmen Jason Statham and Mos Def with pleasingly unsensational characters given to subtle twitches of idiosyncrasy.
  32. I've seen only a few films in my lifetime that so potently express the golden hopes of childhood and parenthood, as well as the inevitable decimation of that hopefulness -- that forward-looking bliss -- at the hands of catastrophe, or merely age, spite, and exhaustion. Or, as for the Friedmans, all of the above.
    • 90 Metascore
    • 80 Reviewed by
      Ed Park
    Stuffed to the gills with surprises.
  33. A walking-talking affront to every middle-class middle-ager it intends to sucker, this remake of the 1979 accidental-classic screwball hits every wrong note and trips on every chair leg.
  34. The movie might test your tolerance for the mystical, but its whispery vagueness is of a piece with the luxuriantly grainy atmospherics.
    • 64 Metascore
    • 70 Critic Score
    John and John, it cannot be denied, are charming, witty, adorable, and quite capable of rocking.
  35. It's Filippo Pucillo who gives the youngest son such mellifluous southern sass that you wish the camera would abandon the whole woman-as-sadness retread and scooter off in his direction.
    • 46 Metascore
    • 50 Reviewed by
      Ed Park
    A looking-glass cover version of "The Truman Show," the maudlin Jim Carrey vehicle Bruce Almighty lets the comedian ply his rubber-limbed shtick as well as indulge his pursuit of sappiness.
    • 55 Metascore
    • 70 Critic Score
    Underneath the spillage and flow of this gonzo activity, Miike layers a blood-stained commentary on a toxic world in which men offer protection to men but really end up dooming them to exist within a spasmodic, shambolic, and hypermasculine sphere of violence.
  36. The cheerful how-to aspect ("cut and file your nails!") adds to the sense that the whole thing seems to have drifted in from some late-night infomercial netherland.
    • 50 Metascore
    • 60 Critic Score
    Writer-director Bose shows depth when he deals directly with Xen's loneliness. The scenes that show him after-hours, as he gazes yearningly at the nightclub patrons across the street, are especially moving.
  37. Baltasar Kormákur's wacky version of "King Lear," set in an Icelandic village where virtually everyone plays the fool.
    • 36 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    First-timer Coury's fast pace can't outrun Joseph Triebwasser's predictable script, saddled with mobster clichés and queer stereotypes.
  38. Built on a foundation of cinephilia, Cinemania is a valentine of sorts to this movie mecca (you have to love a city, and a film culture, that can sustain such bottomless appetites).
  39. Cédric Klapisch has been compared to Truffaut, but the new-waver's weakness for glib sentimentalism seems to have left the biggest impression on L'Auberge Espagnole.
  40. Slesin's film is a profound meditation on the resilience of children -- their ability to take sustenance from whatever love is available -- and on the persistent presence of the child hidden within each grown-up.
    • 27 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    The pied piper of shameless kiddie-marketing strikes for the fifth time in as many years.
  41. Godard light, but not lite: Its breezy postures front for melancholia.
  42. In a remarkably subtle, assured debut performance, Compston evokes Billy in Loach's "Kes" and, in the heartbreaking final seaside shot, Antoine in Truffaut's "400 Blows."
  43. Where The Matrix was a heady cocktail of gnostic Zen Philip K. Dick cyberpunk '60s psychedelic bull, well spiked with high-octane digitally driven Hong Kong action pyrotechnics, those elements reloaded soon separate out. The refreshing draft of effervescent movie magic leaves a sludgy sediment of metaphysics.
  44. Maddin has created a fascinating hybrid--this enraptured composition in mist, gauze, and Vaseline is more rhapsody than narrative, less motion picture than shadow play.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 80 Critic Score
    Nilsson's handheld lensing is a blend of smooth home-movie closeness and expressive formal compositions.
  45. One-upping Latino immigrant movies like "Luminarias" and "Tortilla Soup," Washington Heights zeroes in on go-getters (mostly of Dominican lineage) whose ambitions are transformed by familial demands.
  46. I'd have welcomed more archival footage (Pennebaker did, after all, document Otis Redding's epochal performance at the Monterey Pop Festival), but that would be asking for another movie.
  47. Steals every trick in the gaysploitation book down to the Alexis Arquette glorified cameo, but the end result -- compulsively horrible and full of unintentional poignant hilarity -- is its own mutant creature.
  48. Collapses in a heap of affirmational outbursts and metaphysical goop. The fond chemistry between the leads deserves a better movie.
    • 39 Metascore
    • 50 Reviewed by
      Ed Park
    Lighthearted if shy of a lark.
  49. As a movie, King of Hearts is more pageant than story. As a cultural artifact, however, the movie is less a relic than a symptom.
  50. In its costumes, line readings, and structure, the movie faithfully preserves the stage production -- a provocative, if meretricious, evening of theater that ends in a paroxysm of LaButality with a bear swipe to the spectator's head. It is, however, more difficult to rattle a movie audience -- at least with words -- and, despite its streamlined presentation, The Shape of Things is not nearly as effective on-screen.
  51. Unfortunately, during the inevitable "what every woman wants" breakdown, Zellweger can't muster Doris Day's detached fume.
  52. What seems like a nut-on-a-bar-stool rant morphs into a triumphal evocation of the emotional-political bluster of that time.
  53. Using vagueness as a crutch, Charlotte Sometimes makes a fetish of opacity. Still, whether or not it's a pose, the film's poised reticence is refreshing in context -- a rebuke to the contemporary crop of blabbermouthed American indies.
  54. Funny, reasonably crazy, and unpretentiously faithful to its source.
  55. Initially engrossing, The Dancer Upstairs slackens in its second half.
  56. Owning Mahowny shares the earlier ("Love and Death on Long Island") film's crisp precision, but it's a far more rigorously sublimated and abstract account of l'amour fou.
  57. Blue Car gets so much of the hard stuff (including Meg's Plath-via-Tori poetry) that it assumes the easy stuff will take care of itself. It doesn't.
  58. Disney's big-screen expansion of their hit TV show is nirvana for the pubescent crowd.
  59. Despite frequent cuts to mambos and cha-chas, this insulated tale of rich interns swindling rich studio bosses has no “Clueless”-style SoCal breeze (or righteous “Working Girl” gotcha).
    • 80 Metascore
    • 70 Reviewed by
      Ed Park
    In their randomness, the bee words take on an oracular quality--shades of kabbalistic gematria, or the "Sortes Vergilanae," the supernatural attributed to symbols on paper.
  60. This lusty, heartfelt movie has a near Brueghelian visual energy and a humanist passion as contagious as its music.
  61. The notion of grievingly happening upon your dead beloved, young and lovely again, is simple and potent, but the film's airless amateurism, belabored ethnicism ("Oy gevalt!"), and trite dialogue kill it in the water.
  62. There are worse crimes being perpetrated in Hollywood than The Real Cancún--an exploitation fantasy no more booby-besotted than a "Porky's" or "American Pie" installment, and certainly no more unreal.
  63. For world-class lapses of judgment, Andrei Konchalovsky's House of Fools is a berserk overachiever.
  64. Musters gobs of atmosphere and touristy menace without attending much to story or character.
  65. Does attest to the once-upon-a-time existence of a Hollywood counterculture, but it's so reverentially heavy-handed in evoking the era that it can't help playing like "Forrest Gump" without Tom Hanks.
  66. Often the script (co-written by Michael Bacall, who plays sardonic bipolar rich kid Chad) rings clear with mouths-of-babes declamations that all pained kids spew before downing adulthood's suck-it-up Kool-Aid.
  67. Cynically accumulates plot twists while showing little regard for suspense or audience sophistication.
  68. The ultimate cliché of plot-twist implausibility, the crucial revelation is so outlandishly fatuous it might have given Donald Kaufman pause.
    • 44 Metascore
    • 60 Reviewed by
      Ed Park
    Family goes easy on the schmaltz, and the catastrophes have the puncturing feel of real life.
  69. Although a marked improvement over Algrant's nightmarishly whimsical debut, "Naked in New York," People I Know is perfumed less by the sweet smell of success than the musty aroma of the Miramax vault.
    • 50 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    The actors appear game, yet director Aparna Sen, who conceived the film in the wake of September 11, resorts often to hokey pseudo-lyricism and prefers sound-bite ballyhoo to sociological depth.
    • 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.
    • 53 Metascore
    • 40 Critic Score
    Succeeds in visual splendor (it was shot on location in Kyoto) but falls flat on characterization.
  70. Achieves an abrading, intimate, primal force his later films only hint at. It's difficult to imagine the Euripides original ever being more eloquently adapted.
  71. Jacques Perrin's Winged Migration is merely about birds, and though you learn less about the various species Perrin circled the globe to document than you might from an afternoon with Animal Planet, you become intensely chummy with the process and labor of flying.
    • 71 Metascore
    • 80 Reviewed by
      Ed Park
    Brims with storytelling flourishes and gently deployed life lessons that even accompanying adults may dig
  72. Forget "Irreversible," this is the season's most piercingly feel-bad movie.
  73. Most Wanted isn't aiming for social commentary, but it isn't too difficult to enjoy its good-natured humor.
  74. Painfully contrived, Venus and Mars's dialogue tends toward banal (as opposed to quotably bad), and the rhythm at which lines are read is definitely alien.
    • 44 Metascore
    • 50 Reviewed by
      Ed Park
    Falls into the clotheshorse cliché: all dressed up and no place to go.
  75. From first shot to last, Dworkin's movie is a continuously absorbing, sometimes revelatory, frequently moving experience; as documentary filmmaking it's not only amazingly intimate but also characterized by an unexpected lyricism.
  76. Another unforetold career acme: Christopher Guest's seductive and brilliantly modulatory A Mighty Wind, which trains its laser-sight on the decaying legacy of Peter, Paul and Mary-style pop-folk.
    • 40 Metascore
    • 50 Reviewed by
      Ed Park
    Some reliably vertiginous fight sequences (rope bridge, rooftop signage) and modest flight experiments liven up the mix, but for all the leads' individual appeal, they seem to occupy slightly different films.
    • 33 Metascore
    • 10 Critic Score
    Shamelessly purports to be "the first major studio comedy to reflect the Hispanic cultural experience in America," but the only place you're likely to find such shrill and whitewashed caricatures is in the elitist pages of ¡Hola!
    • 77 Metascore
    • 70 Critic Score
    Fight footage is kept to a minimum; in this film, the boxer's best one-two's don't hit inside the ring. Clay's ingenious hype-baiting moxie drives the first half, cut to a nouvelle pop beat.
    • 43 Metascore
    • 60 Reviewed by
      Ed Park
    Numbing but effective debut.

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