For 639 reviews, this critic has graded:
  • 25% higher than the average critic
  • 3% same as the average critic
  • 72% lower than the average critic
On average, this critic grades 7.2 points lower than other critics. (0-100 point scale)

Michael Atkinson's Scores

  • Movies
Average review score: 52
Highest review score: 100 Warm Water Under a Red Bridge
Lowest review score: 0 Mr. Deeds
Score distribution:
639 movie reviews
    • 56 Metascore
    • 30 Michael Atkinson
    It's the kind of indie in which shrugging naturalism means nobody has a distinctive personality or energy, and the claustrophobic sense of young Industry workers collarbone-deep into their own navels is hard to shake.
    • 57 Metascore
    • 30 Michael Atkinson
    Far from engaged, the film practically surrenders in an arthritic faint.
    • 52 Metascore
    • 30 Michael Atkinson
    The film is stale Chinese popcorn from the get-go, with only Chen's wiry guilelessness and wicked athletic skills to keep it remotely edible.
    • 37 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    Predictably soulless techno-tripe, this Bruckheimer-in-a-can thriller is leavened only by the ludicrous notion of Chris Rock playing separated twins.
    • 30 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    Far more preposterous in its details than the average blam-quip-kerplow, The Art of War isn't helped by the performances.
    • 42 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    It's the casting of Liam Neeson as the nervous breakdown that turns the movie to asphalt -- it's like watching Andre the Giant play Woody Allen.
    • 37 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    I'd rather watch a forgotten houseplant dehydrate and die.
    • 34 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    The cheesy idiot-twin of Pawel Pawlikowski's superb "Last Resort."
    • 8 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    Culminates in a second bing-bang-boom triple shoot-out that effectively cancels out the shreds of remaining plot but is shot and cut like a sixth grader's Super-8 struggle for Woo-ness.
    • 46 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    Even at 70 minutes, The Charcoal People becomes repetitive and hopeless.
    • 44 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    Can't surmount its own ineptitude.
    • 53 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    Doyle loves bad jokes and his story has no rhyme or reason, dissolving in its last third into a bungled heist and jailhouse face-off.
    • 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.
    • 38 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    Has nice, pearly, black-and-white cinematography, but it also has the shocking temerity to run over 100 minutes. Sweet air is required.
    • 45 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    The jerry-rigged result is a trite espionage thriller without the thrills but with a lingering measure of nausea.
    • 38 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    Not only microwaves what is already four-day-old fish in Paris, but lets the original director, screenwriters, and stars do the reheating.
    • 43 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    Bizarre, confused, sanctimonious manure that makes Lurie's own "The Contender" look responsible by comparison.
    • 34 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    The digital-video results play like a flatulent teenager's first discovery of jazz, cigarettes, and hooch.
    • 48 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    For a few brief moments, it's the bravest work this Hollywood gargoyle (Hawn) has ever done.
    • 48 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    This "Black Hawk Down" theft is a trial by cliché until the climax, which suggests a dress rehearsal for the torching of Baghdad.
    • 28 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    Wildflowers is the only brand of requiem the '60s get anymore -- worshipful and ass-backward.
    • 57 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    Manure of a relatively clover-scented variety, George Hickenlooper's The Man From Elysian Fields is at primal odds with itself.
    • 18 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    Merely an indulgent vehicle for Mrs. Ritchie -- and Madonna is so spectacularly convincing as a hateful, self-absorbed, nouveau riche ogress that her character's third-act transformation is as preposterous as her overmuscled physique.
    • 38 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    As matinee probations go, the movie's tainted by too many bad songs and too much of Bruce Willis.
    • 32 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    The movie is trite like the ocean is big.
    • 27 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    Writers are only interesting for what they've written, and for that you'll have to go read.
    • 49 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    Though a relatively sober essay on criminal organization, Tycoon is also thoroughly pulpy -- that is, crass, unimaginative, corner-cutting, and simplistic, with the visual vocabulary of daytime soap.
    • 48 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    This movie doesn't just kill time but tortures it.
    • 33 Metascore
    • 20 Michael Atkinson
    So pandering and pebble-brained you'd guess it had been test-screened on barnyard animals.
    • 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.