For 614 reviews, this critic has graded:
  • 24% higher than the average critic
  • 3% same as the average critic
  • 73% lower than the average critic
On average, this critic grades 8.1 points lower than other critics. (0-100 point scale)

Michael Atkinson's Scores

  • Movies
Average review score: 51
Highest review score:
Critic Score 100
Lowest review score:
Critic Score 0
Score distribution:
614 movie reviews
    • Metascore: 40
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    At its most indulgent and posturing, Piñero plays like a movie the man himself might've made, between scores.
    • Metascore: 69
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    Cannot help but be merely another debacle that Tammy Faye will survive, eyelashes and integrity intact.
    • Metascore: 57
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    Not only is the dialogue endless...it's like driving behind a 15 mph geezer on a one-way street.
    • Metascore: 55
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    Soft-boiled blarney so sluttish with Hollywood clichés it could've been made in Burbank.
    • Metascore: tbd
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    Smartly written, unevenly executed.
    • Metascore: 61
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    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.
    • Metascore: 41
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    A decked-out mediocrity with a high-octane cast.
    • Metascore: 35
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    Fawzi shoots the proceedings in clumsy, gotch-eyed spurts, and the level of incoherence is impressively high.
    • Metascore: 59
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    Agazzi's movie rather provincially hints at sexiness, humor, and satire without actually manifesting them.
    • Metascore: 33
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    85 percent explosions and editing idiocy (a window can't break without director Peter Hyams cutting between five different angles) and 15 percent Arnold trying to grow a third dimension. Seeing him try for "sad" is like watching a dog try to talk.
    • Metascore: 56
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    Beautifully shot and littered with disquieting character business, the film is hog-tied by its own bad Big Idea.
    • Metascore: 79
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    Remains simplistic and gimmicky in the context of Iranian cinema.
    • Metascore: 21
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    Indiana Jones has never been so missed, but instead this shaggy God story hones in on the faith dilemmas of Banderas and a sputtering Derek Jacobi, so Sunday-hammy you want to rivet him with cloves.
    • Metascore: 56
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    Logic, motivation, suspense -- anything that might make the film frightening or resonant -- is buried under Dolby blams, medulla-shaming dialogue, and a rain of overdubbed hunting-knife schwings that grate like a 3 a.m. car alarm.
    • Metascore: 26
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    Yim's film is kneecapped by its soundtrack twice over.
    • Metascore: 66
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    It's not easy to endure, despite -- or due to the embarrassment of -- an all-star cast.
    • Metascore: 36
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    It'll make you cyberlaugh, it'll make you cybercry, just like cyberlife -- One thing is certain: your boredom
    • Metascore: 65
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    The director knows how to apply textural gloss, but his portrait of sex-as-war is strictly sitcom.
    • Metascore: 78
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    The carload of codgers in Fred Schepisi's Last Orders merely bellyache, philosophize, crack unfunny jokes, and ruminate simplemindedly about Death.
    • Metascore: 75
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    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.
    • Metascore: 32
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    The story -- is just what fills in the gaps between slow-motion fireballs, Matrix-style frozen mayhem, and Halle Berry's notoriously undraped breasts.
    • Metascore: 56
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    Allegiance to Chekhov, which director Michael Cacoyannis displays with somber earnestness in the new adaptation of The Cherry Orchard, is a particularly vexing handicap.
    • Metascore: 74
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    The movie neither inspires us to pine for what might've been nor makes Gilliam-style filmmaking seem like a noble pursuit.
    • Metascore: 49
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    Offers director Roger Spottiswoode a chance to have the worst actor in Beverly Hills play scenes with himself.
    • Metascore: 55
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    The entire matter of totemistic home-team dementia is roasted on a spit and then embraced for all its sorry pointlessness.
    • Metascore: 34
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    Scene-by-scene, things happen, but you'd be hard-pressed to say what or why; occasionally, a poetic moment leaps out of the soup.
    • Metascore: 64
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    Throughout, Tykwer reaches for mysteries he has no idea how to evoke, relying instead on his actors' empty stares.
    • Metascore: 55
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    Every other line is a coy Oirishism, and Brosnan, despite being Irish, isn't any more convincing than twinkly-eyed barmaid Julianna Margulies.
    • Metascore: 45
    • Michael Atkinson 30
    So feel-sniffly-good it could make you revisit lunch.
    • Metascore: 48
    • Michael Atkinson 30
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    Diesel himself has the personality of a golem and a knack for dialogue delivery that suggests recent oral surgery.