For 1,274 reviews, this critic has graded:
  • 48% higher than the average critic
  • 2% same as the average critic
  • 50% lower than the average critic
On average, this critic grades 3 points higher than other critics. (0-100 point scale)

Ann Hornaday's Scores

  • Movies
  • TV
Average review score: 62
Highest review score: 100 Margaret
Lowest review score: 0 Orphan
Score distribution:
1,274 movie reviews
    • 42 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    G
    For anyone to enjoy this starchy, contrived exercise in vanity and product placement, it's best not to have read the book. In fact, it's best not to have read ANY book.
    • 65 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    The fact that there's nothing wrong with it -- that there's nary a scenic detail or scrap of dialogue or performance that isn't utterly on the nose -- is precisely what's wrong with it.
    • 45 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    May look good cavorting prettily on deck, but ultimately it deserves to walk the plank.
    • 45 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    Shockingly inert.
    • 51 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    The stars of First Descent aren't particularly memorable, or even likable. At their worst, they come off as cocky, self-absorbed Peter Pans; at their best, they're sweet but shallow.
    • 38 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    Most of the humor in The Pink Panther derives from Martin's silly French accent, especially when he tries to pronounce the word "hamburger." But zat joke, she ees not funny. And The Pink Panther ees, how you say, ze real dog.
    • 43 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    As a comic actor, Allen's palette is limited to varying degrees of beige. He is not only boring, he's obnoxious and narcissistic. Where's the ASPCA -- the American Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Audiences -- when you need 'em?
    • 46 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    Artistically, You, Me and Dupree is a mess. Technically, it's an abomination. Spiritually, it's a void. Commercially, it'll probably be a big hit.
    • 68 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    A grisly, often cynical piece of work whose joyless, aggressive spirit is made even less appealing by its soulless visual style.
    • 29 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    Creepy, creepy, creepy -- and not in a good way.
    • 36 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    Rarely has an actress exuded such blank nothingness as Simpson, a one-woman vapid delivery system who sucks the energy and joy out of every scene she's in, like some freakishly well-endowed black hole.
    • 49 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    The two main characters are so shallow and self-involved -- not to mention the friends, family members and sundry apparatchiks they lug around with them -- that the two hours of Flannel Pajamas begin to feel like real time.
    • 28 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    Winds up answering the question of what "Shrek" hath wrought, and between its plastic-looking visuals and cynical attitude, the news isn't good. Lacking the genuine wit and humanism of that film and any number of forebears, this one deserves its dumpin'.
    • 26 Metascore
    • 30 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.
    • 33 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    What it possesses in heart and goodwill, it sorely lacks in narrative skill and artistic depth.
    • 36 Metascore
    • 30 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.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    An overlong, visually incoherent, mean-spirited and often just plain awful Spider-Man 3.
    • 32 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    A piece of holiday cheese that even Harry & David wouldn't touch.
    • 68 Metascore
    • 30 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.
    • 34 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    One part Joseph Campbell hero quest, one part multi-culti morality tale, one part live-action "Flintstones" cartoon, 10,000 B.C. is finally every part just plain nuts, from a hike featuring more ecosystems than an Al Gore documentary to a wacky climax set amid pyramids that -- you'll e-mail me if I'm wrong -- wouldn't have been built for another 7,000 years or so.
    • 40 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    An inert, sloppily written melodrama as grim and featureless as its frozen Midwestern setting.
    • 37 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    Chances are, after they've passed the two-hour mark, viewers will share the same collective, if unspoken, wish: Go, Speed Racer. Go.
    • 37 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    A film that, in attempting to ridicule the Bush administration, finally just settles for being ridiculous itself.
    • 61 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    The question is why the time, talent and treasure of such energetic and even gifted artists have been marshaled in such a disgusting and trivial genre exercise and what viewers are supposed to get out of it. Isn't life hard enough?
    • 37 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    The movie winds up a casualty of schmaltzy, patronizing sentiment on the one hand and overweening ambition on the other.
    • 45 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    Pride and Glory would be risible if it weren't so reprehensible.
    • 47 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    A singularly vulgar piece of work.
    • 53 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    Could be filed under "wacky misfire."
    • 38 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    As Crossing Over makes its patronizing points, by way of two-dimensional characters and billboarded plot points, it recalls other, better movies that dealt with the same subjects far more deftly.
    • 58 Metascore
    • 30 Ann Hornaday
    It's in these vignettes that Away We Go begins to feel less like an authentic exploration of identity than a condemnation of the very community the couple pretends to crave. No one, it turns out, is good enough for Burt and Verona.