For 11,478 reviews, this publication has graded:
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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
| Highest review score: | Oppenheimer | |
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| Lowest review score: | Dolittle |
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Michael O'Sullivan
If this garbage sounds like your kind of thing, and the folks who jump up and talk back to the screen are your kind of people, then, sweetheart, you and this movie deserve each other.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
Meant to be a sleek, dark, disturbing David Cronenberg-style thriller, Olivier Assayas's film is just an annoying concoction.- Washington Post
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What's supposed to be a deep examination of the transcendence of love and art and poetry turns into another shallow film about how repressed the British are.- 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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Ann Hornaday
Not a music video, not yet a movie, but more like an extended-play advertisement for the Product that is Britney.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
From the get-go, the story remains bogged down in its rather limited morass.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
The movie's chief crime against the planet, other than the sheer wastage of time, is the trivializing of the great Freeman. This actor has such dignity and depth and humanity, he almost makes the film watchable.- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
Hardly out of the driveway before director Penny Marshall loses control.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
Has so little going for it, you wonder if you've missed something.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
An irredeemably transparent... DIRECT RIPPING OFF OF "SPEED."- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
It's a silly, if simultaneously deadpan and stomach-churning, psychological portrait of one crazy lady.- Washington Post
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Richard Harrington
Very much the cheap knockoff of its prototype, but not half as visceral.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
The 20th-anniversary sequel to the groundbreaking horror film-and the sixth in an increasingly awful series about the bulletproof murderer Michael Myers-is a styleless and predictable affair.- Washington Post
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Ann Hornaday
The frightening myths about adoption that run through Like Mike make even its happiest endings a little bit creepy.- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
This sloppily made, poky, extra cheesy adventure is virtually a remake of "Armageddon."- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
Though the comedy falls short of a debacle -- which is what such egocentric projects tend to be -- it isn't as sharp, fast or funny as Rock's stand-up routines.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
Too infuriatingly quirky and taken with its own style to get down to telling a story.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
Sometimes in horror movies, bad acting is effective, its very woodenness contributing to the sense of robotic horror. That ain't happening here. These guys are just bad actors.- Washington Post
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Ann Hornaday
Should have been a smart bit of cinematic froth but instead sinks like an overworked souffle.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
Allen, who's a natural charmer, seems to be at half-strength here.- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
Relentless formulaic fodder for the explosion-starved; it's loud, shallow, sexist and a complete waste of time.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
Torpid, syrupy melodrama from the Chinese director of 1993's "Farewell My Concubine."- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
Many of the visual effects are stunning, but others are downright cheesy -- especially an attempt to fuse the Rock's head onto a scorpion's body.- Washington Post
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Misses almost every opportunity to break new ground on the issue.- Washington Post
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To that long list of third- and fourth-rate comedies we can now add Sorority Boys.- Washington Post
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Ann Hornaday
Another soundtrack-driven, disposable, not entirely objectionable teen movie.- Washington Post
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Ann Hornaday
Smith and Jones seem like superannuated company men: They're going through the motions, but the zip is gone.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
Just a few guilty laughs, a predictable resolution and repeated close-ups of that dog jerking its head to one side, doing the cute thing.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
The movie is so disturbing that it seems nearly blasphemous. I wouldn't wish it on an anthrax spore. After all, anthrax has feelings, too.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
A vicious anti-Catholic diatribe disguised as an audition tape for MTV.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
It's laughably stupid, only fitfully scary and relatively harmless summer fun – if you're 12 years old, in which case you probably aren't supposed to be going to movies like this anyway.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
It just never began to work for me, and the sub story behind the ghost story is far more interesting than the ghost story in front of the sub story.- Washington Post
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Teresa Wiltz
Flops where it should zing, trotting out cringe-worthy cliches and hoary plot contrivances and depicting femininity through a drag queen's funhouse mirror.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
All fire-and-brimstone bunk, a tired compendium of involuntary crucifixions, grim messages carved into human flesh, fly buzzings, ominous choral chants on the soundtrack and at least one head twisting.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
Could have been a sensation if a director with a smidgen of moviemaking instinct had taken the helm.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
There's more bathroom and slapstick humor than a sixth-grader could stand, and a veritable flood of drool, blood and less mentionable effluvia, most of it courtesy of Mr. Wayans as he tries to be – you know – funny.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
The exuberance of the Rugrats seems nullified by the effete quirkiness of the Thornberrys.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
Ultimately undone by its sheer busyness. The screenwriters never get the story to settle down, and it becomes a case of one damn thing after another.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
This is a one-note deal, and it doesn't take long before you want to, well, just move out and leave these characters in their rent-controlled limbo.- Washington Post
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The movie's heart is in the right place, but good intentions can't overcome dialogue that alternates between melodramatic and cliched.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
What's strangest, though, about Die Mommie Die! is how material that was obviously so giddily irreverent in origin became so inert, so joyless and dull.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
An offering so endearingly lame it seems to have missed the past 10 years' worth of special-effects breakthroughs.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
This latest, utterly gratuitous chapter in the saga of the wisecracking reptile hunter will add nothing to the ever-dimming reputation of the Subaru pitchman.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
Becomes a strung-together collection of interesting, semi-interesting, boring and sometimes embarrassing (seemingly improvised) moments from the cast.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
The baseball half of the story just slightly works. ... Nothing in [the other] half of the film works.- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
The insane casting: When was the last time Julianne Moore cracked you up?- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
A fascinating premise. And yet, the movie, directed by Bruce Beresford, never quite blooms.- Washington Post
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Ann Hornaday
The loudest, trashiest, stupidest, cheesiest celebration of ritualized male aggression of 2004.- Washington Post
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Ann Hornaday
Never gels into the smart, tightly orchestrated cat-and-mouse game that it promises to be.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
In the end, Gerry is beyond the simple question of pleasure. Seeing it may be no fun at all, but then discomfort is part of the price one pays in learning.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
This ethnic family sitcom thing is rapidly turning into wearisome cliche, and American Chai doesn't hold a candle to either "Beckham" or "Greek Wedding."- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
Never manages to make its characters anything other than cartoons.- 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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Stephen Hunter
Fast and furious, shallow, empty, casually racist, merry, jaunty, silly and utterly weightless.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
It's difficult to concentrate on the story. Not that there's much to concentrate on anyway.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
Palmetto, directed by the German genius Schlondorff, who memorably brought "The Tin Drum" to the screen, somehow never quite finds the right line through the materials.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
A whodunit so bafflingly constructed that you can't even figure out what it is, so the whodun part is superfluous.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
Its long-winded denouement, in which Grazia runs away rather than be sent to an institution, doesn't bring the story full circle. It just extends it.- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
In the translation from page to film, the life seems to have gone out of the story- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
Essentially a dumb guy's day in Heaven. The movie's retrofitted with stunts, fights, explosions, drugs, babes and cars -- not necessarily in that order.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
The movie comes across as a political science course videotape rather than a movie to fully engage a general audience.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
Of the many comic book superhero movies, this is by far the lamest, the loudest, the longest. Good Lord, what an epic sit. My rear end deserves a medal...I wish I could say it wasn't so, but for most of us, this "X" marks a splat.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
It's too bloody to be funny and too silly to be dramatic and too self-indulgent to be anything other than what it is, one more bad movie.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
What's troubling about "My Mother" is not the way the sisters respond to the news, but the way that Paris and Fejerman have opted to make lighthearted comic fodder out of the daughters' responses.- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
Strictly a vanity vehicle with a mess of star babies on board. That would be just fine if it didn't take us down the same old cul-de-sac. But it does, and with a vengeance.- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
The premise is tragically flawed and politically incorrect. In fact, it is blatantly cat-ist.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
An ambitious, experimental mess of a movie in search of something more profound.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
With conceptual misfires like this, Lee's best work recedes even more swiftly into the past.- Washington Post
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Ann Hornaday
At once listless and overheated, giddy and utterly zipless, the current incarnation lacks not just the savoir-faire of its stylish predecessor but also the sex appeal.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
It becomes, after a while, little more than a mind-numbing bloodbath.- Washington Post
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Spade is no actor. He's a quipper. And his acerbic asides aren't anywhere near funny enough to carry a movie.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
The movie doesn't have the energy to be truly horrible. It's too muted and enervated. But it's a somewhat tedious thing to sit through.- Washington Post
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Philip Kennicott
None of them is nasty enough to be interesting, nor nice enough to be sympathetic.- Washington Post
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Rita Kempley
Not only dense, dark and deeply introspective, it's also as remote as it's chilly.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
An unfunny comedy by Tony Vitale that is enacted not by fleshed-out characters but by hackneyed, two-dimensional stereotypes. There’re so many sexual and ethnic caricatures, it’s hard to know which is most offensive.- Washington Post
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Michael O'Sullivan
A protracted and only sporadically imaginative menu of ways to be murdered.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
In a movie as unrewarding as this, there's really only one burning question: When does the spanking begin?- Washington Post
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Ann Hornaday
It's a remarkable, if appalling, spectacle of self-abasement. But of course, that's Sandler's specialty.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
In a movie whose texture is supposed to be hard-edged realism, the characterization seems a little too pat and jaunty.- 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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Desson Thomson
After introducing a provocative opening, the movie settles in for some pretty cheap scare effects, as well as by-the-numbers computer graphic imagery for the actual marauder.- Washington Post
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Although the movie has its moments, it's a tearjerker that jerks too hard.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
Nicotina skitters between dull and forced, this despite the use of split screens, jaunty music and the personable Luna.- Washington Post
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