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Mixed or average reviews - based on 17 Critics

Critic score distribution:
  1. Positive: 9 out of 17
  2. Negative: 3 out of 17
  1. Reviewed by: Gabe Toro
    Nov 5, 2013
    91
    LaBute has consistently made intriguing, often idiosyncratic films in his career, but he hasn't made anything this unsettling and unforgettable in a very long time.
  2. Reviewed by: Jordan Hoffman
    Nov 5, 2013
    85
    Some Velvet Morning is a horror film with no blood, with words the only weapon for 98% of the picture.
  3. Reviewed by: Bilge Ebiri
    Dec 19, 2013
    80
    This smallest of films marks a welcome return to the world of interpersonal miniature for the writer-director.
  4. Reviewed by: William Goss
    Dec 19, 2013
    80
    Like LaBute's best work, this tense drama is not for all tastes, but anyone game to watch two effortlessly volatile and vulnerable performers trade barbs for 83 minutes ought to give this due consideration.
  5. Reviewed by: Mary Houlihan
    Dec 19, 2013
    75
    Tucci and Eve play well off each other, especially when they are slinging ugly revelations back and forth.
  6. Reviewed by: Christy Lemire
    Dec 13, 2013
    75
    The absolute ending of Some Velvet Morning is a stunner, one that is sure to irk and awe viewers in equal measure (I’m in the latter camp). LaBute may not be saying anything novel about constricting gender roles and the cynical ways in which we sell ourselves out, but he is saying it in his signature, provocative style.
  7. Reviewed by: Bill Goodykoontz
    Dec 13, 2013
    70
    Tucci and Eve command the screen throughout, shifting tone and intensity as they go. It’s fascinating. So is the film, well worth watching and arguing over. Which, in LaBute’s hands, is doubtless the point.
  8. Reviewed by: Chuck Wilson
    Dec 10, 2013
    70
    Tucci and the English-born Eve make a riveting team, and although the film's final twist undercuts all that has come before, Some Velvet Morning is provocation of the most artful kind.
  9. Reviewed by: Mike D'Angelo
    Dec 11, 2013
    67
    LaBute has always been fond of the last-second rug-pull that re-contextualizes everything, but Some Velvet Morning’s climactic revelation is distinct from those of his previous films in a specific, intriguing way, one that trades brutality for something more poignant. If only the journey to that destination were a bit more flavorful.
  10. Reviewed by: Ella Taylor
    Dec 18, 2013
    60
    Like most of LaBute's work, Some Velvet Morning ends as it begins, more clever than wise.
  11. Reviewed by: Noel Murray
    Dec 9, 2013
    60
    Some Velvet Morning is absorbing and enraging, sure to spark debate both about its meaning and its method. More importantly, it’s a phenomenal performance piece, with LaBute capturing the incredible gifts of two masters of pretense.
  12. Reviewed by: Rex Reed
    Dec 16, 2013
    50
    If you’re patience doesn’t wear out, the movie culminates in that clever shock ending that not only explains everything but gives what you’ve just seen a rewarding jolt.
  13. Reviewed by: Manohla Dargis
    Dec 12, 2013
    50
    While there’s much to admire in how Mr. Tucci and Ms. Eve perform Mr. LaBute’s artful, apocalyptic duet, this is one seriously out-of-date tune.
  14. Reviewed by: Joe Neumaier
    Dec 12, 2013
    40
    As an acting symposium, this is 83 minutes of Tucci exercises; never a bad thing. The wooden Eve does her best, but director/writer Neil LaBute unfortunately underwrote her character — by design, it would seem, given all that transpires.
  15. Reviewed by: Sara Stewart
    Dec 13, 2013
    25
    Minus its smirky twist ending, it’d make perfect material for New York’s new “That’s Abuse” domestic violence awareness campaign.
  16. Reviewed by: Sam Adams
    Dec 10, 2013
    20
    The dialogue is the stuff of rapidly closing Off Broadway plays; the camerawork is flavorless and haphazard. Tucci hits every line like he’s about to break into a malicious tap dance, and Eve looks as if she was handed her script on the way to the set.
  17. Reviewed by: Chuck Bowen
    Dec 11, 2013
    12
    To watch the film is to wonder once again why Neil LaBute was ever taken seriously as a so-called dramatist of the gulf between the sexes.

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