Michael Atkinson

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For 871 reviews, this critic has graded:
  • 29% higher than the average critic
  • 3% same as the average critic
  • 68% lower than the average critic
On average, this critic grades 7.1 points lower than other critics. (0-100 point scale)

Michael Atkinson's Scores

  • Movies
  • TV
Average review score: 53
Highest review score: 100 Mulholland Dr.
Lowest review score: 0 Stripped
Score distribution:
871 movie reviews
    • 79 Metascore
    • 30 Michael Atkinson
    Remains simplistic and gimmicky in the context of Iranian cinema.
    • 78 Metascore
    • 30 Michael Atkinson
    The carload of codgers in Fred Schepisi's Last Orders merely bellyache, philosophize, crack unfunny jokes, and ruminate simplemindedly about Death.
    • 75 Metascore
    • 30 Michael Atkinson
    First-timer Dylan Kidd's film isn't Molièrian in its misanthropy, but rather as boneheaded as an hour of talk-radio hobgoblin Tom Leikis.
    • 75 Metascore
    • 10 Michael Atkinson
    The movie's only discernible purpose is as publicity for the book. An admitted egomaniac, Evans is no Hollywood villain, and yet this grating showcase almost makes you wish he'd gone the way of Don Simpson. Instead, he'll probably get an Irving Thalberg award.
    • 74 Metascore
    • 30 Michael Atkinson
    The movie neither inspires us to pine for what might've been nor makes Gilliam-style filmmaking seem like a noble pursuit.
    • 70 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    Shear away the film's pretensions, and it's a soap opera of assholes.
    • 69 Metascore
    • 30 Michael Atkinson
    Cannot help but be merely another debacle that Tammy Faye will survive, eyelashes and integrity intact.
    • 68 Metascore
    • 30 Michael Atkinson
    A laughable disaster: an agonizingly long, perversely dull, childishly conceived fantasia on marital sexual angst that could only have been made by someone (like Kubrick).
    • Mr. Showbiz
    • 67 Metascore
    • 30 Michael Atkinson
    Less Bollywood than Generic Asian Family Drama Lite, when it's not a flat-out sunset-choked infomercial for Ahmedabad and its annual rooftop kite-flying festival.
    • 66 Metascore
    • 30 Michael Atkinson
    Something does have to give, and that's the nine-figure public patronage of this kind of anemic, wit-free entertainment. Meyers's shakin' moneymaker isn't the worst film of 2003 -- no cat suits, for one thing -- but something scarier: a standard-issue bog of glossy idiocy and audience disrespect.
    • 66 Metascore
    • 30 Michael Atkinson
    It's not easy to endure, despite -- or due to the embarrassment of -- an all-star cast.
    • 65 Metascore
    • 30 Michael Atkinson
    The director knows how to apply textural gloss, but his portrait of sex-as-war is strictly sitcom.
    • 64 Metascore
    • 30 Michael Atkinson
    Throughout, Tykwer reaches for mysteries he has no idea how to evoke, relying instead on his actors' empty stares.
    • 64 Metascore
    • 30 Michael Atkinson
    Amy Goodman's narration, though correct, has a petulant, Spanish Inquisition ring to it, only made more childish by the film's cheap idealization of the senator from South Dakota as some kind of pacifist Savonarola, overdue for canonization.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 30 Michael Atkinson
    Unoriginal and mired in bad jokes.
    • 63 Metascore
    • 30 Michael Atkinson
    Schmaltz served in a hand-painted cup, Happy Times culminates in a Chekhovian complement of two narrated letters that have a mutually corresponding force the rest of the film only hints at. By then, our hopes have fatally diminished.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 30 Michael Atkinson
    Ivey hits the turf pitching and catching dialogue like a pro, but nothing could have saved What Alice Found from a fundamental cinematic illiteracy.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 30 Michael Atkinson
    Washington directs with proficient blandness charged only occasionally by organic acting moments.
    • 62 Metascore
    • 30 Michael Atkinson
    An overwhelming portion of Saved! is wall-to-wall Jesus-Jesus-Jesus talk, closer to dead air than social spoof. At times, the screenplay (including Mary's voluminous narration) has the monotonous cadence of a recruitment sermon.
    • 61 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    I'd take the stakes driven right through my platform pumps over listening to Bruce Vilanch jokes, but that's me.
    • 61 Metascore
    • 30 Michael Atkinson
    The story is little more than overdetermined trials and triumphs. Kids won't care, but they won't fall for it either; unsurprisingly, it doesn't stand a chance of providing them with the memories the book provided their parents.
    • 60 Metascore
    • 30 Michael Atkinson
    The actors all function as best they can as glowering clichés, though the narrative's temporal jump presents difficulties.
    • 60 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    It's a warped kind of romantic comedy in which the whole is substantially less than the sum of the parts.
    • Mr. Showbiz
    • 60 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    Red Dragon's formula is so risible and rote by now that the natural reaction to scenes of peril, torture, and suffering is flippant laughter.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 10 Michael Atkinson
    May be Jordan's wildest mis-shot yet, so dense with dying fizzle and limp ideas that I began to wonder if Jordan has an evil twin, or if there are in fact several Neil Jordans, among them at least one literate stylist and one humor-handicapped village idiot.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 30 Michael Atkinson
    Agazzi's movie rather provincially hints at sexiness, humor, and satire without actually manifesting them.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    Patronizing from toe to chin, the film opts continually for self-congratulation and cheesy aphorism, and could've-should've been comfortable slotted into a half hour of airtime on TJC.
    • 59 Metascore
    • 30 Michael Atkinson
    If you see it, the sequel will be your fault.
    • 58 Metascore
    • 39 Michael Atkinson
    An orgy of bad decisions and cheap ideas.
    • 58 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    What should have been an idiosyncratic 20-minute short is distended by repetition and loads of standard indie-film time-killers.

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