Joshua Rothkopf
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For 699 reviews, this critic has graded:
  • 43% higher than the average critic
  • 3% same as the average critic
  • 54% lower than the average critic
On average, this critic grades 2.9 points higher than other critics. (0-100 point scale)

Joshua Rothkopf's Scores

  • Movies
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Average review score: 63
Highest review score: 100 Inside Llewyn Davis
Lowest review score: 20 Movie 43
Score distribution:
  1. Negative: 44 out of 699
699 movie reviews
    • tbd Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Unfortunately, Truffaut fell into a pit of awkwardness on the project; editingwise, he's hardly in the league of Hitchcock, his sequences rushing ahead, his ironies too obvious. The Bride Wore Black only makes you yearn for better imitators like Brian De Palma. (Unlikely agreement came from Truffaut himself, ever the film critic, who hated his own movie.)
    • 52 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    You keep waiting for the movie to grow a brain, for that random attractive neighbor (Wilde) to turn out to be a decoy, for Banks herself to become suspect. Nope. The Next Three Days morphs into "The Fugitive" on steroids.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Here's a film that definitely wants to play Hollywood dress-up.
    • 37 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    The movie dies onscreen; it might be the best advertisement for avoiding the glories of Italy ever released by a Hollywood distributor.
    • 38 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    It’s crushing, then, that the movie’s big reveal is the kind of narrative do-over that could only spring from the mind of an almighty writer in love with playing God — or with himself.
    • 57 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    With this depressingly bland sequel (scripted by snark specialist Justin Theroux), he’s (Robert Downey Jr.) stranded in lightweight arrogance.
    • 61 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    From its title on, Come Undone is as dully generic as is imaginable.
    • 33 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Sandler's puppy-dog persona is just about ready to be put down. From its title on, this is entertainment for extremely lazy audiences.
    • 28 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Fellini used to get away with such slender crises, but he had Marcello Mastrioanni behind the shades, as well as a more vivid penchant for psychosexual fantasy. Coppola and Swan are stuck in their obsessions with dorky album art and old-man cocktails at Musso & Frank. A precious, arid thing, Glimpse arrives pinned to Styrofoam like a prize arthropod.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    The sequences in Micmacs are contorted too: impressive and bendy and aggressively shallow.
    • 51 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Dedicating a movie to John Hughes doesn't equal capturing the master's ear for the universality of adolescent angst.
    • 47 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Less a master class in inappropriate high-school relationships than the CliffsNotes version, A Teacher isn’t going to tell you anything Nabokov or "Election" didn’t.
    • 29 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Look, the movie didn't have to cure cancer or anything. But sans the original's redemptive nostalgia or any newfound cleverness, it's just a manic, flop-sweat-drenched mess.
    • 72 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Something, Anything doesn’t really engage with issues of faith or materialism.
    • 52 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Never once does the film feel sharp on black identity (as did Bill Gunn’s original), and the terror is theoretical only.
    • 41 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Almost half a century after "Night of the Living Dead," filmmakers are still misunderstanding how George Romero made his besieged shut-ins compelling.
    • 52 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Christopher Felver, while an inspired photographer, is not the director for the job; he dutifully ticks off Ferlinghetti’s major achievements — such as the founding of North Beach’s literary mecca, City Lights — yet never imbues his life with anything more than lefty zeal.
    • 72 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    The script, credited to one Bert V. Royal, seems to have been run through an out-of-control sass machine (seriously, it'll make you appreciate Diablo Cody's tact).
    • 49 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Adult children and friends watch nervously as Pippa reclaims a measure of spunk; too bad it all feels like one of those pharmaceutical ads for longer, healthier lifestyles.
    • 56 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    It's Goldthwait's first misstep, a serious one. He's simply not the filmmaker to mount a fierce takedown of Kardashian culture, thorough though his script's rage is.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    J. Edgar is infuriatingly coy and noncritical about its subject, an undeniable patriot but also an alarmist and a ruiner of lives.
    • 34 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Unfortunately, none of the subsequent noise is all that scary, and the striving for "Paranormal Activity’s" buzz is shameless.
    • 41 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    You can go to one of those sweaty, immersive outdoor music fests and get splattered with the mud and euphoria that always engulfs fans. Or you can cheap out and see this predictable rom-com-shot at the 2010 edition of Scotland's then-in-progress T in the Park­-and boggle at finding strangers in the audience more appealing than our main characters.
    • 28 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Unintentionally true to its title, The Divide first goes for a similar bleakness (it barely registers as entertainment), then lurches into a rousing, vengeful finale; both sides of the equation add up to less than zero.
    • 53 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Bitchy histrionics curdle faster than a spoiled soy latte in this distinctly unlikable comedy about a trio of coked-up gal pals who barely muster the strength to celebrate their happier friend's wedding.
    • 51 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    In the wake of the spunkier "Your Sister's Sister," writer-director Brian Savelson can't seem to mount a head of steam, and his chamber piece feels underdeveloped. Even Slattery's sourness doesn't redeem the banality of impending heart-to-hearts.
    • 58 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    It takes a long time for Brothers to become the movie it wants to be, and even then, it stumbles.
    • 44 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    We've seen Nicolas Cage when he's angry-and we like him when he's angry. So why does this painfully loud revenge movie skimp on the Cage rage?
    • 42 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    The film’s cutesy vibe is closer to "Glee" than "Election" or "Waiting for Guffman," with Nathan Lane’s exuberant drama teacher pitching several yards of camp tent.
    • 57 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Bound to surprise absolutely no one, Donald Trump comes off like a shameless boor in this slack, hiss-jerking documentary about his efforts to build a luxurious golf resort on hundreds of pristine acres of the Scottish coast.
    • 24 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Like a stumpy limb requiring quick cauterization via steam pipe (our first cringe), the Saw series is begging for closure.
    • 27 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    There's really no focking place for the franchise to go anymore.
    • 46 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    [Eva] Green is the only one able to excite this silly material into the spiky shape it’s supposed to take. You wish the rest of the cast was as clued in.
    • 31 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Utterly inessential, this slightly cheap-looking reboot of the Turtles franchise is froth too — it might even be too tame for the kids who make up the target audience.
    • 44 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Who will survive the night in order to deflower her? Mysteriously, the film has a hard time functioning on even this level, introducing complications for Mandy that the actor can’t pull off, adorable though she is.
    • 45 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    A coda shifts to video footage of Cleese's irreverent eulogy; you wish the whole film could have been as slyly somber. It's what the colonel would have insisted upon.
    • 50 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Mainly, though, this is a humorless film that skimps on the delicious opportunity for spousal retribution.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    This time, Stone is just sloshing around in the shallow end. When John Travolta and Benicio Del Toro show up for extended, cartoonish dialogues, you'll wonder what year it is, and let out a sigh of relief that the moment is long gone.
    • 49 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Some kind of napping for sure: The line between rigor and tedium is crossed in this Madrid-set home-invasion thriller, captured in a dozen or so claustrophobic shots but impoverished as a piece of drama.
    • 68 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    The more substantial material, including Spitzer's feuds with vindictive New York politician Joe Bruno and financier Ken Langone, gets short shrift.
    • 33 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    The doc’s most intriguing moment has Summers dropping into a Japanese karaoke bar and singing along to an in-progress Police hit, an affable man wandering through his own legacy.
    • 40 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Why introduce two female characters — played by Kate Bosworth and Winona Ryder, both excelling at trashy desperation — if the script’s ultimately going to forget them? The worst sin is visited upon Statham: Sure, those fists fly, but his poetry has become a chopped-up hash.
    • 68 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    The big absence here is the man himself; Gibney couldn’t get the jailed Abramoff on camera, either due to unwillingness or a Justice Department intervention. Whatever the reason, it’s crippling.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Not since a Nam-scarred Sly Stallone asked, "Do we get to win this time?" in "Rambo: First Blood Part II" has an American action star been deployed to rewrite history so thoroughly.
    • 54 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    You’re going to find it all either enormously empowering or deeply calculated: an Arcade Fire–scored TV commercial for instant spirituality.
    • 47 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    "Southland Tales" was a soporific mess, and while The Box (based on material by novelist Richard Matheson) is superior by a certain margin, Kelly derails his newfound discipline with the usual shimmering portals and hazy notions of apocalyptic sacrifice.
    • 60 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    This can't be a faithful facsimile of the literary phenomenon currently turning soccer moms into Scandinoir crackheads. Nor can ethical journalist Mikael (Nyqvist), an uncoverer of conspiracies, actually be the dull, Windbreakered nonaction hero onscreen.
    • 56 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    The movie you were hoping to avoid.
    • 49 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Cake chokes you on its self-seriousness, even as it trots out potentially interesting supporting players.
    • 55 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    A proper profile of Hefner would start and end with sex, and not merely glance on casualties like Dorothy Stratten (and even the loveless Hef himself). The movie can't seem to get it up.
    • 30 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    No viewer goes into this movie expecting John Cassavetes's "Husbands," least of all from soft-serve director Denis Dugan (You Don't Mess with the Zohan).
    • 50 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Please. If you're going to ask audiences to submit to a dim theater themselves, at least greet them with the proper monster they paid for.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Never is the material excited into the kind of playful uncertainty that Rivette all but trademarked; the inertness of the performances robs the movie of spirit.
    • 33 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    Controversially, Escrivá started the Opus Dei, and There Be Dragons is best appreciated by those seeking more realism than the albino self-whipper of "The Da Vinci Code."
    • 41 Metascore
    • 40 Joshua Rothkopf
    It gets bogged down in slo-mo indie quirk when it should be faster, more in our face.
    • 25 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    Tired byplay between Reynolds’s mystified straight man and Bridges’s supernatural old pro will kill off any fond memories you have of zesty buddy films past and present.
    • 31 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    Watching people play a board game ain’t ever going to be scary, and that’s essentially what we have here.
    • 35 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    If mean-spirited snarksters had set out to trash the reputation of "Juno" screenwriter Diablo Cody, they couldn’t have done a more vicious job than the Oscar winner herself does with her directorial debut.
    • 50 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    Skip this one, even if your hipster significant other whines a blue streak.
    • 33 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    Excruciatingly stupid movie.
    • 31 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    Charmless and histrionic, this mean-spirited movie takes place in the toyscape of McG (Charlie's Angels), a monomonikered director who makes Michael Bay seem thoughtful.
    • 17 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    The question remains: Exploitative films are a dime a dozen, but how low will two-faced art-film distributor IFC go?
    • 31 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    Time to fire up the critical Black & Decker: Somebody-there are six credited screenwriters-really wasn't clear on the concept.
    • 26 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    An excruciatingly awkward stab at generational sympathy, I Melt with You presents a quartet of thickening college buddies gathering at a Big Sur rental house to mourn their lost ambition.
    • 57 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    The Equalizer is a stone-dumb movie.
    • 18 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    As sick-making sketch comedies go, this stupefyingly bad one-somehow rife with A-list talent-must rank near the very bottom.
    • 26 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    So bland it's easy to forget the title only minutes after exiting, this Emmerich-by-numbers invasion movie exists only to offer you the cutting edge in unconvincing special effects.
    • 42 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    The smidgen of dramatic color offered by Jennifer Lopez, as a divorced real-estate broker drawn into Parker's payback scheme, is offset by her character's shocking naïveté, shedding her clothes on command (as if she still couldn't hide a wire somewhere) and falling unconvincingly for Statham's featureless cipher.
    • 36 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    Never do you sense an overriding intelligence; Cortés once found laughs and shocks within the coffin-confined Buried, but here's he's got too much room to wander into realms of the ridiculous.
    • 66 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    The whole movie aches from tired blood.
    • 43 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    A tiresome mess that's completely bereft of a quiet moment in speech or manner, The Tempest aches for the wisdom of discipline.
    • 58 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    Dropping on top of the heap is Lucky McKee's barely competent domestic thriller, bound to make you groan more than think.
    • 50 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    Even on its own limited terms, the jokes are sub–"Friday" sequel, and a last-act grab for "Boyz n the Hood" pathos is seriously reaching.
    • tbd Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    Smitten to a fault with high-art predecessors, Eric Atlan’s excruciatingly bad drama takes place in an abstract Buñuelian hotel room, glows luminously like Last Year at Marienbad and concludes with a Bergmanesque card game on which the fate of souls rests.
    • 49 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    The new movie is a joke, a toxic cocktail of banal psychobabble, laughably arty slo-mo flourishes and unmotivated sexual violence that only brain-in-jar types could take as a serious statement.
    • 48 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    This sex thriller is trapped in a tepid zone between quality trash and pretentious psychodrama.
    • 35 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    All the solemnity is deadly: Not one of these superhuman gang members registers in memory, and you feel stiffed on gory giggles. Talk about having your chain yanked.
    • 38 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    Lacking a single serious scare or sly idea, the movie dies in ways that merely mediocre horror films can't even dream of.
    • 27 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    Harsh-voiced Sarah Butler lends zero personality to her avenging antiheroine, and the retributive torture sequences approach "Saw" levels of unlikelihood.
    • 35 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    Yogi Bear on the big screen feels not just needless, but wasteful.
    • 45 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    From the auteur of "Torque" (2004) comes this instant headache: a panicky snark-schlock horror-comedy that reduces everything to a hyperactive squall of white noise.
    • 55 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    Let your mind wander during this painfully generic teen-sex dramedy (trust us, it will), and there might be emotions worse than frustration in store.
    • 46 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    Unlike a truly daring movie like Lars von Trier's "The Idiots" - about a gang of clever jerks who pretend to be mentally retarded - The Comedy never musters an articulate indictment, nor does it have much to say on the subject of free-floating fatigue.
    • 30 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    From "Police Academy" to "Hot Fuzz," there are satires to be made about undisciplined law enforcement; this will not join their ranks, try as it might.
    • 34 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    The only aspects marking The Back-Up Plan as modern (not fresh) are its skanky wallowings in hormonal urges and an equally sour penchant for potshots at the target audience: women who want to be mothers.
    • 60 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    Technically cruddy and tiresome in its we’ve-seen-a-lot-of-movies dialogue.
    • 25 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    Where, exactly, is Dario Argento? He’s up there in the title, but none of the horror maestro’s former genius (Suspiria) is evident in this silly, Stoker-by-numbers slog, rife with cheesy digital blood spurts but not a single moment of deep-red gorgeousness.
    • 25 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    Keep your coin far away from this toxic fountain of crap.
    • 24 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    A distinctly shameless and shoddily made family comedy.
    • 18 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    Russian-born schlockmeister Andrei Konchalovsky has flirted with the good kind of bad in the past (Tango & Cash), but here, he's finally made his disaster-piece. Unclean.
    • 27 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    The little action here will disappoint fans; it’s way too choppy.
    • 38 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    Hollywood's hocus-pocus machine has turned out swill like this before, but even ultra-observant Catholics will find their interest waning. Hammy acting should make nonbelievers of the rest.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    Puiu offers zero insight into his character; only suckers will find the pose artful or nourishing. Skip it.
    • 9 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    A last-minute twist implicating the audience in the bloodlust isn't clever so much as hypocritical.
    • 36 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    She (Lohan) isn’t the best thing about this awful, lounged-out drama — it has no best thing — but in her defense, Lohan has been atrociously directed, allowed to get away with the worst aspects of her vocal-fry laziness, and trotted out like a symbolic objet d’art.
    • 39 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    There’s not enough villainy—nor lip-smacking comeuppance—to justify a smiting by ash or falling column. The movie in your head melts ten times better.
    • 37 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    Waiting for Inescapable to finally reach its unearned, sentimental conclusion is a tiresome experience, but seeing Tomei submit to its badness is several measures worse.
    • 22 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    You can take the phoenix-rising actor out of straight-to-video trash, but-well, you know the rest of it.
    • 31 Metascore
    • 20 Joshua Rothkopf
    Since this marks the directorial debut of Hollywood hack Akiva Goldsman (A Beautiful Mind), there’s a heavy foot applied to the era-skipping leaps made by source novelist Mark Helprin.

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