For 54 reviews, this critic has graded:
  • 38% higher than the average critic
  • 1% same as the average critic
  • 61% lower than the average critic
On average, this critic grades 12.4 points lower than other critics. (0-100 point scale)

Jan Stuart's Scores

  • Movies
  • TV
Average review score: 47
Highest review score: 80 The Warrior
Lowest review score: 10 Out Cold
Score distribution:
  1. Positive: 13 out of 54
  2. Negative: 15 out of 54
54 movie reviews
    • 57 Metascore
    • 50 Jan Stuart
    Ultimately, Journey to the Center of the Earth's minor-league visual pleasures will be most enjoyed by those with the smallest number of celluloid reference points, preferably those who have started going to the movies after "Jurassic Park" or, better yet, the Harry Potter films.
    • 61 Metascore
    • 50 Jan Stuart
    Brick Lane has been whittled down from Monica Ali's expansive 2003 novel into a glossy but overly efficient drama that, like Nazneen's husband, is ultimately too ineffectual to make much of a dent.
    • 46 Metascore
    • 40 Jan Stuart
    This new romantic comedy from the U.K. lands on an emotional gold mine only to spin it into synthetic straw.
    • 36 Metascore
    • 40 Jan Stuart
    Screenwriter Dan Schneider and director Shawn Levy substitute volume and primary colors for humor and bite. Granted, it's a kids' flick, but kids today have enough savvy about the movie industry to report for Variety.
    • 38 Metascore
    • 40 Jan Stuart
    The whole trippy experience is like being held at gunpoint by a Jehovah's Witness at the front door while George Gobel holds forth in the living room on Nickelodeon.
    • 45 Metascore
    • 40 Jan Stuart
    Sydney White is a carnival of ethnic and social stereotypes that are rising up against the lily-white status quo. In Hollywood, blond princesses and fairy tales die hard.
    • 33 Metascore
    • 40 Jan Stuart
    Trashily in-your-face thriller, which leans heavily for its effects on intense sympathy pain, improbable reversals and the mystifying star appeal of Jessica Alba.
    • 57 Metascore
    • 40 Jan Stuart
    Lacks any sort of urgency or inner propulsion; the actors do their little goofs, then hand them off to the next, lending the jest the frolicking but ultimately monotonous quality of a game of tag.
    • 24 Metascore
    • 40 Jan Stuart
    The film's sunniest moments occur whenever song preempts all the fighting and smirking. Myers leads the cast in sitar-accompanied covers of such Bollywood favorites as "9 to 5" and Steve Miller's "The Joker," revealing a glimmer of the cross-cultural romp that could have been.
    • 25 Metascore
    • 30 Jan Stuart
    Li's far too unthreatening a presence to cause much of a stir amid the din of hard rock music and the pall left by fight choreography that has had every last bit of life digitally drained away.
    • 49 Metascore
    • 30 Jan Stuart
    a freefall into urban hell that doesn't give us The impetus to jump or the awful gratification of the ride.
    • 40 Metascore
    • 30 Jan Stuart
    There is even less going on between Ricci and Depp here than there was in "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow," mostly because Potter gives them nothing to play.
    • 27 Metascore
    • 30 Jan Stuart
    Droopy remake.
    • 40 Metascore
    • 30 Jan Stuart
    Isn't it amazing to see just how low some people will stoop if you pay them enough?
    • 46 Metascore
    • 30 Jan Stuart
    A tedious experience.
    • 47 Metascore
    • 30 Jan Stuart
    Even at its stride, "The X-Files" was a load of malarkey. But it was thoughtful malarkey and compulsively watchable. One could say the same about the first two-thirds of The X-Files: I Want to Believe before it spins out of control and into a delirious plane of awfulness.
    • 12 Metascore
    • 20 Jan Stuart
    It's not awful, but the high cost of a movie ticket these days seems like a steep price to pay for 90 minutes of air conditioning and production design.
    • Los Angeles Times
    • 32 Metascore
    • 20 Jan Stuart
    Fat, homely men who feel they have been wrongly underrepresented in underwear ads should flock to The Last Man.
    • Los Angeles Times
    • 37 Metascore
    • 20 Jan Stuart
    Where there was a modicum of charm to Mick Dundee's earliest exploits in New York City, the joke has withered as markedly as Hogan's face.
    • 33 Metascore
    • 20 Jan Stuart
    A ditsy and dizzying spook-house thriller in high-tech, high-hemline gear.
    • 36 Metascore
    • 20 Jan Stuart
    The rest of Seven Pounds feels like a half-hour "Twilight Zone" script that has been pressed onto a gob of Silly Putty and stretched to the sinking point.
    • 25 Metascore
    • 10 Jan Stuart
    Lacking a real actress, director Michael Apted is called upon to fudge the facts and make Slim's ordeal as taut as possible. He gets the job done, but the suspense scenes have a generic fright-by-numbers feel that tell us he's wearing his professional hat and knows it.
    • 16 Metascore
    • 10 Jan Stuart
    88 minutes of desperate gyrations intended to simulate humor.
    • 22 Metascore
    • 10 Jan Stuart
    It's the perfect image for a smelly and instantly flushable comedy that telegraphs punch lines in advance like a boorish dinner party guest.