For 11,478 reviews, this publication has graded:
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2% same as the average critic
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On average, this publication grades 5.3 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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Negative: 2,395 out of 11478
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Ann Hornaday
What the filmmakers try to play for laughs -- a mom and her daughters chatting about orgasms while shoe shopping -- isn't funny, it's creepy.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
But when mechanical plots are a drama's main engine, we look for something else to divert us, preferably good comedy. That's in short supply, unfortunately. And it's no fun to sit through the movie's retread Woody Allenisms.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
Much of the movie -- which Murphy wrote with a small posse of collaborators -- is taken up with the torturously dull, not to mention unbelievable, romance between Norbit and Kate (a disappointingly lackluster Newton) and the tedious agenda of Cuba Gooding Jr. as a schemer-manipulator.- Washington Post
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Ann Hornaday
What it possesses in heart and goodwill, it sorely lacks in narrative skill and artistic depth.- Washington Post
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Opportunities for dramatic tension, comedic effect, erotic energy, even just flat-out weirdness -- all are squandered by Brocka and the actors in a haze of blandness that gives the film all the edge of a particularly gay Gap commercial.- Washington Post
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Ann Hornaday
John C. McGinley from "Scrubs" gets to strut some of his comic stuff as the deranged builder, but he's the only passable feature in a property that should be condemned.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
The new Dutch film Black Book manages to turn World War II into a large piece of cheese. A lurid, pulpy, slightly perverse potboiler, the movie suffers mainly from its utter lack of seriousness.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
It's hard to imagine an audience that won't break up in laughter at this bewildering mixed message: Enjoy this movie, but you really shouldn't be watching it.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
Angel-A is counterfeit art-house chic writ large -- a French film that fails to produce the ineffable charms of the yesteryear movies it brazenly imitates.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
It's gotten to the point where Gooding's presence on a marquee practically guarantees we'll be bashing our heads against the seat in front of us. Bonk, bonk, bonk.- Washington Post
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Hank Stuever
Theroux and company could be said to be "Garden State"-ing, or trying to. Instead of that film's sheen of the touchingly weird, Dedication finds a whole lot of the coldly dumb.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
the movie comes on as a novelty item, meaning it's so full of disparate parts and so unable to approach coherence, it just sits there and burns out.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
By introducing silly elements into a serious endeavor, the filmmakers undercut their own movie. In the end, we're watching a somewhat exploitative movie about exploitation.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
Del Toro will probably get an Oscar nod for his Jerry, because the film is so full of Oscar moments, including a cold-turkey detox bit. He rumbles and shivers and screeches and bangs his head on the wall and takes a shower in his clothes. I never believed a second of it.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
A Mexican movie in which the outcome is never in doubt, the scenes are endless -- sorry, we meant poetic-- and the false beard on the central character's face looks as though it could use a little extra gum.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
Overdresses and ultimately abandons what drew us to its 1998 predecessor in the first place: an intimate embrace with history.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
Vaughn's con-man jive doesn't get much play in this one; he spends most of his time as a bitter creep, and the writing (by Dan Fogelman) isn't sharp enough to make the hipster-at-the-North-Pole theme pay off in any meaningful way.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
Intended as a fuzzy family fable, "August" plays more to the gag reflex than to the heart, especially when our little orphan starts playing the guitar like a virtuoso after what seems like a three-minute tutorial.- Washington Post
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Ann Hornaday
A piece of holiday cheese that even Harry & David wouldn't touch.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
May be ambitious in its genre-defying abandon, sideswiping science fiction, satire, film noir and melodrama along the way, but it's also exasperatingly convoluted, self-amused and politically sophomoric.- Washington Post
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Stephen Hunter
The movie, directed (and written) by Zach Helm in grotesquely bright colors, means to approach the creepy wonder of Roald Dahl but gets only the creepy part right.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
The film's moral commentary is De Palma redux: same old Brian enjoying the peeping, bringing us into the guilt zone, then saying shame on all of us.- Washington Post
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John Anderson
The overall sense, however, is of a movie coasting on an obvious and somewhat flimsy premise, to which no one thought to bring much else besides Nicholson and Freeman.- Washington Post
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Desson Thomson
Instead of offering a perspective that, at the very least, laments a world where the flow of money hurts otherwise good people, Allen simply pushes the movie into an uncertain sinkhole between morality play and black comedy.- Washington Post
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Ann Hornaday
Trudging nobly under a mantle of impeccably earnest intentions and a fussy, too-quaint-by-half production design, Honeydripper lags and drags to its utterly predictable end. There's not a spark of spontaneity or soul about it.- Washington Post
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John Anderson
Cloverfield is a relentless, I-thought-my-eyeballs-were-bleeding exercise in visual disorientation.- Washington Post
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