Washington Post's Scores

For 11,478 reviews, this publication has graded:
  • 46% higher than the average critic
  • 2% same as the average critic
  • 52% lower than the average critic
On average, this publication grades 5.2 points lower than other critics. (0-100 point scale)
Average Movie review score: 60
Highest review score: 100 Oppenheimer
Lowest review score: 0 Dolittle
Score distribution:
11478 movie reviews
  1. The film would be insufferable if it weren't for the total sincerity and commitment of its players.
  2. Piddling spoof.
  3. Relentlessly offensive.
  4. The movie is less than nothing special. The movie veers between pretentiousness (oh, the plight of the instant, start-up Artist) and vacuousness.
  5. Some stories are eternal. They will not go away. They are told and retold for generations. Take the story of Jesse James --it is not one of them.
  6. Is Meg Ryan going to play the goofy romantic gal forever?
  7. A bungled screen version of Louis de Bernieres' cult novel, Captain Corelli's Mandolin was doomed from the moment Nicolas Cage was cast as the "life-devouring," Puccini-loving hero.
  8. Lacks that outrageous effrontery that might have socked it to its intended audience.
  9. The sort of clumsy undertaking that trips up everyone and everything in it.
  10. It's exactly like "Star Wars" -- if you subtract a good story, sympathetic characters, intelligence, wit and moral purpose.
  11. Director Griffin Dunne lacks a clear vision, torn between blithe spirits and brimstone, between madcap and macabre. But then what does it matter when there's so little magic on screen anyhow? That is unless you count making audiences disappear.
  12. The jokes are lame, the set-up is stupid and Bullock, occasionally a winsome comedienne and here a co-producer, is annoying as heck.
  13. The movie is fussy and organized rather than moving. It follows a pattern so precisely, it's as if Lahti thought points would be taken off if she colored outside the lines.
  14. Polanski, generally, has fallen farther than Lucifer, and into a more profoundly depressing hell, the hell of utter banality.
  15. The movie covers too much ground with too little detail. It manages to be convoluted, complicated, incomprehensible and maddeningly thin all at the same time.
  16. How much you enjoy this movie depends on how funny you find Sandler talking out the side of his mouth with a gravelly squawk -- for the entire movie.
  17. Luckily, life (just like the SAT) has its multiple-choice options. You don't actually have to watch this.
  18. If there's one piece of wisdom to be culled from this botched project, it's this: No one gets Carter.
  19. A serious been-there-done-that number.
  20. Your own final destination just might be the box office, to demand your money back.
  21. Nothing could save this movie. These guys make a fortune off the comedy of cruelty. How dare they climb on a soapbox?
  22. It's too long, it's too dull, it's too lame.
  23. Only reason to watch this: the grisly reward Irving receives for being in this picture.
  24. A disaster of a drama, saved only by its winged assailants. You know a picture's in trouble when you find yourself rooting for humankind to lose.
  25. A front-end collision of a romance.
  26. Anemic, pretentious.
  27. The movie isn't only boring; it's troubling:
  28. Feels patently inauthentic.
  29. As monotonous as Muzak, and when it comes to the plot, both bewildering and trite.
  30. This film is just a coarser, dumber, smuttier remake of the 1983 Eszterhas-penned "Flashdance," throbbing music, working-class Cinderella and all.
  31. The film is one of those accursed self-styled "outrageous" comedies that play the horrific for broad laughs, with a comically inflated style of dialogue that's so hip one doubts it could have been conceived before 1997, much less 1847.
  32. Nobody really cares about the plot, least of all the filmmakers.
  33. The Fast and the Furious is "Rebel Without a Cause" without a cause. The young and the restless with gas fumes. The quick and the dead with skid marks.
  34. Full of the kind of obnoxious chitchat that only self-aware neurotics engage in. Christopher and Grace probably deserve each other, but that doesn't mean that any of us do.
  35. An insufferable, self-important, sloppily made bore.
  36. Possibly the worst thug-life flick to be released in the past 72 hours, this movie sags under the weight of the bling-bling cliches strung around its headless neck.
  37. This isn't real life. It isn't even a movie. It's an extended sitcom. And for the first time in your life, you'll actually beg for commercials.
  38. I liked Coyote Ugly better when it was called "Flashdance," although I didn't like it very much then.
  39. Poor Roberts, pretty and perky as the day is long, hasn't a hoot in hell of bringing Julianne off. She's simply not actress enough, she doesn't have that suppleness that would enable her to sell the complexity of emotion, the jealousy, the irrationality, the meanness and the intelligence.
  40. In this toxic tale of young psychopaths in love, the stylish, often stunning visuals are ultimately outmatched by the repellent protagonists at the story's center.
  41. A brain and a heart, two things that, along with a good story, believable characters and anything resembling style or flair, Pumpkin is fatally missing.
  42. An insipid potboiler set against the far more enticing surf and sand of Oahu's North Shore.
  43. Director-star Kevin Costner falls head over heels in love with himself in this nihilistic, post-apocalyptic clunker about a loner who becomes a reluctant sperm donor, role model and inevitably a godsend to what's left of America.
  44. Drowning in uncharted waters and way off-center in any world.
  45. Represents such a professional nadir for each of its principals that you wish better for them in the new year.
  46. The plot feels arbitrary and seems driven to invent new places for its protagonists to go, as if to justify a budget on which Woody Allen could have made six much better films.
  47. Insipid, by-the-numbers romance.
  48. Ought to be called "Hook, Line and Stinker."
  49. These folks are so blase, you'd think that scientists had predicted pennies from Heaven instead of world's end within the year.
  50. Nothing is real, but at the same time, nothing is fake. Nothing is, period. You don't believe a second of it for a second, so banal and predictable is it.
  51. Tedious.
  52. Most of the comedy, such as it is, consists of the uppity Chase acting "street" and the ghetto-fabulous Tiffany putting on moneyed airs. But, if you've seen the trailers, you already know that.
  53. A grisly, depraved and wholly uninvolving exercise in empty mannerism.
  54. A rambling disappointment.
  55. Hatched by screenwriters watching "The Sixth Sense" on methamphetamines
  56. Guys, I'm telling you: Don't go to this movie! It's "Chasing Amy" with guns! You're walking into a trap! This is for fans of the holy couple, but they already know that.
  57. The most misguided, ill-conceived and lamentable film.
  58. Proof of Life isn't a movie. It's an overpriced scrapbook.
  59. Nothing more, or less, than a cheap, dirty grab at our Christmas spirit.
  60. The driving drama of such a desperate situation is lost in the movie's casting silliness.
  61. Tries to combine humor with ghostly horror but excels at neither.
  62. Dismal. Lame. Not funny.
  63. There was absolutely no reason to make a new version of the 1970 comedy.
  64. Let's accentuate the positive: Saving Silverman really stinks. No, really. It's bad. Awful.
  65. To call Lawrence a poor man's Richard Pryor libels not just Pryor but also the 33 million Americans currently living under the poverty line.
  66. It's trivial and narcissistic and ultimately rather sordid.
  67. Its important if inflammatory message will bore all but Chomsky's fellow travelers to death.
  68. The drug-fueled romp turns ugly, sexist and misogynistic, as so many rap-star vehicles do.
  69. A loud, choppily edited and surprisingly unengaging portrait of speed demons.
  70. The good news might be that Huppert wasn't available for Alias Betty, but the bad news is that it didn't stop France from exporting yet one more cold, pretentious, thoroughly dislikable study in sociopathy.
  71. The laughs are few, far between and pretty darn faint in this comedy.
    • 30 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    A lightweight skating story/road-trip film, is apparently the best it can do, which is to say, not good at all.
  72. We're supposed to adore Gibson's sang-froid and his toughness, but everything, a few good lines aside, is so witless and monotonous it becomes numbing.
  73. Stumbles right out of the gate and never regains its footing. It's sad to see a gifted comedian like Janeane Garofalo trying, but failing, to anchor this mediocre affair.
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  74. Even the Richard Rich-directed animation -- except for some nice but gratuitous computer-generated walking statues and dramatic ocean waves -- is not appreciably better than Saturday morning cartoons.
  75. Feels more like "Porky's" with marinara sauce than "Summer of '42."
  76. Here's the best thing about Stealing Harvard: A dog bites Green in the crotch for a really long time. Priceless.
  77. A mousy little nothing of a picture.
  78. I'd rather sit in bumper-to-bumper hell on I-495 for two hours than get caught in Traffic again.
    • 20 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    After a somewhat promising opening, the movie falls flat.
  79. Something between an indiscretion and an atrocity.
  80. It's empty of ideas, which is fine, but it's also empty of heat.
  81. The current Bat cycle was already tired when Schumacher replaced Tim Burton behind the camera on "Batman Forever." This chapter -- so action-packed, yet so insufferably dull -- makes it clear that there's nowhere else to go.
  82. What saddened me, however, wasn't the silliness but recognizing the great Swedish actress Lena Olin under a lot of "Elvira, Mistress of the Dark" makeup. What a waste.
  83. The true crime is the eight bucks the filmmakers want to steal from you. Best advice: Don't let them get away with it.
  84. Too highbrow for the multiplex and too literal for the hipsters, it's unsatisfying both as gothic camp and serious cinema.
  85. Abomination of a movie.
  86. Crazy, ugly and scary. In fact, a sense of the grotesque runs thought the film; an extended joke about Sandler's black, dead foot (from frostbite as a kid) borders on something you find in John Waters.
  87. The wanton fabulistas of Party Monster are as boring and insignificant as the very "normals and drearies" they so contemptuously deride.
  88. A field goal, not a touchdown.
  89. An intriguing idea for about two seconds.
  90. It needs a wooden stake AND a silver bullet through its script.
  91. Overblown, overheated, overdirected, overacted, overlong.
  92. It's a kind of "Miami Vice" with many more carz and numberz where all the adjectives used 2 go.
    • 65 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    Frenetic and uninvolving.
  93. Promises to speed up the pacemakers of grumpy old Republicans with its ruthless indictment of the unzipped presidency.
  94. Watching this movie, you also have to ask yourself: Just how many acts of self-inflicted finger amputations do I really want to see?
    • 32 Metascore
    • 20 Critic Score
    The premise of the movie deserves better.
  95. What "Wild at Heart" feels like is a kind of housecleaning -- a disjointed collection of images and odd snatches of ideas that the director couldn't make room for anyplace else. They have no context, and as a result, no power to thrill or disturb.
  96. I can't imagine why anyone would pay money to see this sorry excuse for a film, which plays more like a home movie than something from cinema professionals.

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