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On average, this publication grades 5.4 points lower than other critics.
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Average Movie review score: 60
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| Lowest review score: | Dolittle |
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Stephen Hunter
The movie is bittersweet, adult, with a fair eye toward men's eternal spirit of the infantile, and knowing. Possibly it's too slick, but in some awkward way it sums up the true essence of adult life, which is just sort of getting along without doing too much harm. [30 Apr 1999]- Washington Post
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Seems to go sideways as often as it goes forward. Altman can't help noticing things more interesting than the story.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
There was absolutely no reason to make a new version of the 1970 comedy.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
It's a celebration of young American women, finding them smarter, tougher, shrewder, more rigorous, more persistent and more honest than any movie in many a moon.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
One big, fat, honking comic book of a sci-fi-martial-arts adventure flick.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
Here's what I really like about The Mod Squad: Nobody in it gives a damn.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
It's just a simple, actorly drama about big, gaping emotional needs and the consequences a woman can face -- particularly during the 1960s -- for simply owning up to them.- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
Unhappily, the attractive twosome never give into the pull, just as this coquettish variant of "Planes, Trains and Automobiles" never arrives at its promised destination.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
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.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
An animated King and I? Now there's torture, especially in this wretched, lurid, absurd concoction which seems to have been conceived to annoy adults and bore children.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
The geological equivalent of an albatross around the neck. It's another of those Warner Bros. productions that are heavy on star iconography and production values but AWOL on story.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
The movie's a floating longboat that ought to be ignited and pushed out to sea, Viking style.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
Only reason to watch this: the grisly reward Irving receives for being in this picture.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
The laughs are few, far between and pretty darn faint in this comedy.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
After a sensational beginning, the movie loses its way in the late going and somehow doesn't deliver. [12 Mar 1999]- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
The original was about social manipulation as blood sport. Amazing how easily it transports, themes intact, to our blighted decade, and to our children.- Washington Post
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A considerable kick, though it would have helped if one of the boys had wiped off the lens of the camera once in a while.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
A twentysomething comedy with a brain-dead script, unflattering lighting and 16 performers in search of a scriptwriter...[It] feels like one-sixth of an idea stretched to the breaking point.- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
The Other Sister is sanctimonious, sanitized fare primarily preoccupied with patting its own back and plucking our heartstrings.- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
A knowing, somewhat slight, often hilarious sendup of cubicle culture.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
Paint-by-numbers feel-gooder, in which Homer and his friends decide to win a national science fair for their little town and, ultimately, for America.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
Why sit through a lesser imitation, when you could just rent "Heathers" and those other movies for a far more enjoyable time? Drop-dead bitchery? Been there, done that.- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
There's only one thing to do with this "Bottle": Put a cork in it.- Washington Post
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Gary Arnold
My Favorite Martian never achieves anything that resembles farcical consistency, let alone farcical bliss, but it has enough playful nonsense scattered around a hit-and-miss scenario to rationalize a kiddie matinee excursion. [12 Feb 1999, p.C16]- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
The dialogue is fast but bad, the acting is loud but awful and the morality is chaste but unromantic. As for the food, it looks vulgar.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
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.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
A classic like this deserves to be unearthed! After all, this picture is likely to command a pedestal of its own at the local video store. Just check for shelves marked either "Sharon Stone" or "Staff's Worst Picks of 1999."- Washington Post
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Gary Arnold
An amateurish jumble of romantic and tear-jerking overtures from novice writer-director Willard Carroll. [28 Jan 1999, p.M20]- Washington Post
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This flick has modest ambitions, but it delivers the goods in a fresh manner.- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
It's sheer piffle, a disingenuous romance with Val Kilmer and Mira Sorvino that's all sap and no sizzle.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
Like the bitter cold in which it's set, Affliction bites hard and true.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
The movie is exquisitely directed by Anand Tucker in an anti-documentary style that sometimes fractures the time sequence, sometimes re-creates moments impressionistically instead of objectively and is vivid in style.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
It's not without moments of wit and powerful emotion, but somehow Stepmom never feels either real enough to move us deeply or bubbly enough to make us forget our woes.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
A jaundiced view of litigation, however authentic, is not necessarily the stuff of great drama, even of the legal-thriller variety, which by definition is confined to a claustrophobic courtroom.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
There should be a special room in Hell where the makers of films like Patch Adams are sent.- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
Down in the Delta is as savory as a slowly stirred gumbo, a heartfelt saga of family and forgiveness directed by America's best-loved living poet, Maya Angelou. The spices are plentiful and the taste complex, but there's nothing fancy about this cultural icon's down-home cooking. [25 Dec 1998, p.C01]- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
The Theory of Flight, an unlikely marriage of malady movie and romantic comedy, never quite soars, but beats its wings with the desperate tenacity of a wounded butterfly. Alas, the proportion of lift to drag isn't quite enough to defy the gravity of its subject.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
Made me feel like a Christmas goose being fattened for slaughter. Its force-fed diet of whimsy cloyed long before the eagerly anticipated romantic payoff arrived to put me out of my misery.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
As a rule, the drawn and computer-animated imagery is top notch and seamlessly integrated, but the central characters' tawny complexions and the often chiaroscuro lighting sometimes obscure all but the whites of their eyes and their pearl-perfect teeth.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
But [Raimi]'s instructed his fabulous Style to take a hike, and, working from Scott Smith's brilliantly reconfigured script from Smith's own (much darker) novel, delivers a piece that is severe and disciplined in its evocation of the cold terrors of fate.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
The movie becomes something quite rare and magical: a text about a text that is also full of life. In other words, it's a true first: It's both postmodern and fun!- Washington Post
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Jane Horwitz
Crass, dumbed down and stickily sentimental, it's a flavorless confection that clearly had too many chefs tugging at the taffy.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
Little Voice may be more of a confection than a square meal, but it's proof of how good a dish can be when the ingredients are of the highest order.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
You'd never know it from the innocuous-looking trailers, but Home Fries is really "When Dorian Met Sally" meets "Psycho."- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
It never makes you laugh that hard. Not even close. And so the thing becomes a bloody assault on the senses that commingles atrocity with tedium.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
It's an infusion of zip that's sorely needed, because the chief deficiency of A Bug's Life so far is its blandness….The film's other weakness is the low-octane vocal performances of its leading cast.- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
This is hardly your same old trough of slop. Babe nonetheless prevails, demonstrating once again "how a kind and steady heart can heal a sorry world."- Washington Post
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Writer-director Kirk Jones III keeps the movie resolutely brisk and light, twisting mildly this way and that but never detouring for long.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
It is this sense of real life blurring with make-believe that Allen's film is really playing with, like a kitten toying with a scared mouse. Back and forth he bats the subject, moving between reality, illusion and the imitation of reality with a deft touch that may bruise but never kills.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
Dizzy, delightful and just a bit deviant, "The Rugrats Movie" blends all the sarcastic sensibility of "The Simpsons" with the old-fashioned silliness of Soupy Sales.- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
The dazzle doesn't make up, however, for the movie's lack of depth.- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
Meet Joe Black, with Brad Pitt, is a near-death experience: Time seems to stop as we stiffen in our seats and the actors all whisper as if they're at a wake.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
More in the dumb and dumber tradition of "Halloween" and "Friday the 13th" sequels.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
In trying to compose a poetic love letter to a time of liberation and freedom, Haynes has merely conjured up memories of druggy excess, egotism and tight trousers. The only mementos worth saving from the experience are available on the soundtrack.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
Most of the fault rests with the script, which gets to this issue late and feels only perfunctory, more interested in the jolt of the image than the jolt of the idea.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
Where Elizabeth really triumphs over its dusty source material is in transforming all this boring history into a real, rip-roaring adventure tale.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
Eminently watchable thanks to strong performances from its three leads (McKellen, Redgrave, Fraser).- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
What little grace there is in Living Out Loud (and there isn't much) is all in LaGravenese's script, not on the screen.- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
While it celebrates the triumph of humor, invention and the human spirit, Life Is Beautiful is not the transporting experience it might have been. Benigni knows how to make us laugh, but he has not yet figured out how to make us cry.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
Ultimately the movie disintegrates due to its own clumsiness. It's far too coincidence-driven to be believable.- Washington Post
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But for the most part, The Last Days fails to play as a document of the survivors' lives, or even as their memory of that time. Rather, it feels removed, distant, a document of an attempt to re-create a memory.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
It lacks Altman's wisdom, but its sense of humor is corrosive, if dispiriting, and its willingness to show the human animal at his most disgusting has a kind of anti-grandeur to it.- Washington Post
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Powerful, depressing and very, very long. At close to three hours, it virtually enslaves an audience, which may be part of the point.- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
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.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
There just aren't many laughs in this slack dramedy, and what yuks there are are fairly low-wattage.- Washington Post
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Director Marc Levin's shaky, hand-held camera lends "Slam" an unvarnished, documentary feel. The script – credited not only to Levin, Bonz Malone and Richard Stratton, but to acclaimed performance poets Sohn and Williams – is dense and difficult.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
Directed by Vincent ("A Map of the Human Heart") Ward, who is either a genius or a crackpot, and derived from a long-ago novel by Richard Matheson, the film is overproduced and underpopulated, with either characters or ideas.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
I will admit that this TV skit stretched out to a filament-thin 83 minutes is idiotic, but I mean that in a good way.- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
Sorry, Antz has no show-stopping song and dance numbers, no catchy melodies and no love songs either. The score, made up of old standards, does, however, enhance one of the movie's wittier episodes.- Washington Post
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Upon this fine mess shines Janeane Garofalo like a ray of sarcastic sunlight as FBI agent Shelby...With her gift for sweet bile, the sardonic Garofalo makes every second on screen a treasure to be cherished.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
Although laced with adrenaline and flavored with noirish seasoning, John Frankenheimer's Ronin is a disappointingly conventional thriller.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
It's no worse than any number of other cookie-cutter slasher flicks geared for the slightly post-pubescent market.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
It's also sweet, sentimental, rather funny and, as John Waters films go, surprisingly gentle.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
Monument Ave. is a cinematic dead-end street that is not without its gloomy, gritty thrills -- assuming, that is, that you're not in the market for a hero or even the slightest feather of that thing called hope. [09 Oct 1998, Pg.N.49]- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
The events of the movie are filament-thin and insubstantial but, like fine silk threads, they weave together a fabric of surpassing warmth and texture. [25 Sep 1998, Pg.N.63]- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
Screenwriter David Veloz makes his debut behind the camera with this stale and stodgily paced depiction of Stahl's highs and lows. The story, which Veloz also wrote, unfolds via a series of momentum-draining flashbacks. [18 Sep 1998, p.C07]- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
And while it's intermittently engaging, the drama's flatter than a sucker's wallet.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
A magical child movie in which the child is magical, yes, but the movie is not.- Washington Post
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The movie is almost completely uninteresting on the story level but fascinating as a work of imagined reconstruction and anthropology and as a study of the theory and practice of Studio 54.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
The bad news is that the opening credits, which make sick and darkly comic allusions to suicide, are the best thing about the film.- Washington Post
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The performances are so monotonic that you understand depicting authentic humanity is not the writer-director's goal: Each character has been reduced to a single unpleasant primal trait from which deviation is not permitted.- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
It's the individual characters, so carefully crafted, who count, as opposed to a tidy conclusion.- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
A vulgar attempt to revamp the undead genre by introducing computer-generated splatter and a casketful of themes from genetic tinkering to conspiracy theories.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
Like its Southern California setting, the sunny semi-autobiography is tempered with just the right touch of Jenkins's smoggy cynicism.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
Buffed and waxed to within an inch of its life, Stella registers as more of a sequence of slick commercials than an actual drama.- Washington Post
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