Entertainment Weekly's Scores

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4,805 movie reviews
  1. No movie -- whether aimed at adults or kids or canines themselves -- has the right to be as tiresome and unoriginal as this action-comedy mutt.
  2. I wish I could say that the film is half as intriguing as it sounds, but A Woman, a Gun... lacks the Coen brothers' precision, their diabolical game-board cleverness. It's a remake in shaggy outline only.
    • Metascore: 37
    • Critic Score 25
    Afterlife is slow-moving but relentless, and judging from a post-credits teaser that promises yet another sequel, it has an unquenchable appetite for your brain cells.
  3. Faster grafts that genre's style onto a deadbeat script and leaves it to Johnson - as deadly focused as a gunsight - to make it all believable.
  4. The Rite commits the supreme sin of making the devil dull.
  5. An indistinct romantic-dramedy-ish something or other about the rekindled romance of an actress (Rachel Bilson) and her childhood best friend (Tom Sturridge).
    • Metascore: 23
    • Critic Score 25
    A far-below-par thriller that desperately wishes it were a different movie - a longing it shares with the audience.
  6. A bummer - slack rather than loose, tired rather than fun.
  7. Anderson has made a zombie movie without the zombies.
  8. Except for the relentless, jittery way that the film has been photographed, there's nothing of interest going on in it. It's all fractious guerrilla-newsreel "style" masquerading a void.
  9. The music screeches, the actors vamp, the knives and weapons and bombs and fireballs fly around the screen. Meanwhile, the well-prepared moviegoer slips into her or his own private fantasy of a world in which movie effects are themselves locked away in an institution for the criminally insane until such time as those effects are really, truly necessary for the story.
  10. Hop
    It's "Alvin and the Chipmunks" with only one chipmunk, and (if possible) even less fun.
  11. Though it doesn't work as entertainment, this numbingly chipper rom-com (directed by Dermot Mulroney) might be of historical value someday as an A-to-Z guide to the genre's most overworked clichés.
  12. It's one of those stultifying aftermath-of-
a-car-crash movies.
  13. A ho-hum series of kills and lulls so predictable that it doesn't even look like much fun for the sharks; when they open wide, they might as well be yawning.
    • Metascore: 9
    • Critic Score 25
    Bucky Larson is a one-note joke played over and over and over.
  14. Killing looks ridiculously easy in this dispensable exploitation picture, directed for maximum impact of head-cracking pain by ad-trained Irish director Gary McKendry in his first feature.
  15. The title, Machine Gun Preacher, makes it sound like a piece of grindhouse kitsch - and by the time it's over, you'll be thinking, ''If only!''
  16. It will have you groaning between yawns.
  17. It's a tragedy, really: According to the hapless team who made the movie, Our Paige is a relatively interesting young liberal who knows her own mind before the accident and a rather tedious, girlish conservative who fusses about keeping her hair smooth afterwards.
  18. Nothing in John Carter really works, since everything in the movie has been done so many times before, and so much better.
  19. This inauthentic teen tale, with its cosmetically softened edges, serves neither the young people nor the Mendes fans for whom it might be intended.
  20. In the face of such junk, the idea that Fox would proudly put himself on a punishing regime of severe diet and exercise to get prisoner-skinny-yet-crazy-muscled for the job of make-believe is vanity at best, obscenity at worst.
  21. The title Addicted to Fame hints that Giancola knows enough to count himself among the hooked. But the crappiness of this documentary about a crappy parody of a crappy B movie suggests that he hasn't kicked the habit.
  22. Somehow, it actually looks cheaper than "Paranormal Activity." It's less funny, too.
  23. While it's rarely scary, the film is often gory.
  24. Maybe the worst thing that can happen is that every other movie at the multiplex will be sold out this weekend.
    • Metascore: 27
    • Critic Score 16
    By appearing in The Suburbans, a stunningly laugh-free comedy, (Jennifer Love Hewitt)'s already gotten her career-worst movie out of the way.
  25. Less a movie than a 93-minute Mountain Dew commercial.
  26. It will come as no surprise that the movie isn't scary. But here's the real damn: It isn't funny, either.
  27. The movie, a shoddy mess, is a bargain-basement rip-off of ''Ronin."
  28. The definition of aiming low is when the John Hughes film you're ripping off is ''Weird Science."
  29. Stops time, all right -- it stretches 94 minutes into something that begins to feel like infinity.
  30. Darkness Falls is like something salvaged from Stephen King's wastebasket.
  31. An awful, stillborn comedy assembled out of rusty spare parts from secret agent movies and run-of-the-mill ''Saturday Night Live'' skits.
  32. A crude, silly supernatural thriller.
  33. The hilarious diminuendo of that title is such that the movie might as well have been called ''Wes Craven Presents: Not a Hell of a Lot.''
    • Metascore: 26
    • Reviewed by
      Ty Burr
      16
    It's nearly unwatchable, a farrago of confusing direction, stupid plot coincidences, and banal dialogue.
  34. Schaeffer's howler of a romantic comedy, which presents itself as a valentine to Clayburgh even as it keeps dreaming up fresh ways to humiliate her.
  35. It has that vintage Polish pace, their signature arch pomposity and rhythmless weirdness, only this time the brothers had to go and make a cosmic allegory of American dreams.
  36. The third helping of ''American Pie'' offers little more than crumbs. Half the franchise's core cast (including Mena Suvari, Chris Klein, and Tara Reid) chose to skip the big fat geek wedding.
  37. Serves up the sort of shrill ''satire'' of middle-class Jewish vulgarity in which the mere mention of words like ''brisket'' and ''klezmer'' is automatically presumed to be hilarious.
  38. To a character, every man in this faux-homey burg has been castrated! They're all impotent buffoons!
  39. The Punisher is a moronically inept and tedious piece of death-wish trash.
  40. Becomes yet another lame sports farce.
    • Metascore: 35
    • Critic Score 16
    In Resident Evil: Apocalypse, the undead are back to stumbling in the dark, sometimes even in blurry slo-mo, making the many packs of them about as terrifying as the mobs waiting for Matt and Katie outside the "Today" studio.
  41. The cast itself is weirdly overqualified.
  42. Nothing in Imaginary Heroes rings true, least of all a plot that lightly combines domestic abuse, adulterous pregnancy, teen bisexuality, job abandonment, and a possible case of Mysterious Movie Disease. These are not ordinary people. Or real ones.
    • Metascore: 14
    • Critic Score 16
    Even Christians hip to TBN preachers' peculiar eschatology may be baffled by the incoherent wrap-up, which provides the stingiest Second Coming since the third ''Omen ''movie.
  43. A Scottish weepie of such bathos and balderdash that it deserves a drinking game in its rotten honor.
  44. The movie wants so badly to be mentioned in the same breath as "Heathers" or "Election" that it's not even funny. Really, I mean it, this charred-black comedy is not even funny.
  45. The result is a dead pile of information in search of a movie.
  46. Fragmented and monotonous, without a semblance of the gymnastic cleverness that at least made the first Mortal Kombat film into watchable trash, Mortal Kombat Annihilation is as debased as movies come.
  47. Selma Blair, the one vibrant actress in a cast of colorless screamers (including Tom Welling from Smallville and Maggie Grace from Lost), takes Adrienne Barbeau's old role.
  48. All I know is that something has gone terribly, drum-beatingly wrong in Congo (Paramount, PG-13), and you can sense Jungle Trouble brewing from the git-go.
  49. Firewall is a witless entertainment, and a derivative one, too; it's everything listless about Hollywood in February, everything discardable about the genre in general.
  50. Ultraviolet, warns someone, ''Don't overthink it.'' Sage advice for anyone masochistic enough to watch this pile of poorly pixelated vampire poo.
  51. The Zodiac has been made with the dunderheaded flatness of bad '70s TV.
    • Metascore: 24
    • Critic Score 16
    Videogames are no longer brainless, so why are videogame movies so slow to evolve?
    • Metascore: 17
    • Critic Score 16
    It's not "Clueless," just clueless.
    • Metascore: 19
    • Critic Score 16
    Cobbled-together teenybopper tripe.
  52. When you watch this failed horror thriller -- which has been under studio doctors' care for some two years, undergoing futile title changes and reshoots -- there's no respite from the odor of flop sweat stinking up the screen.
  53. Shainberg reduces this most disturbing of all photographers to a portraitist of Halloween.
    • Metascore: 32
    • Critic Score 16
    A painful comedy that reduces the "Garden State" star to pratfalls while many comic A-teamers around him (including Paul Rudd and Amy Adams) play idiots.
    • Metascore: 28
    • Critic Score 16
    Stuffed with stock characters -- the vain prince, the critter sidekicks -- who adamantly stay stock.
  54. The gimmick in The Abandoned is that people battle their zombie doubles, whom they can't kill, since they'd be killing themselves. But the movie sinks so deep into deathly atmosphere that there's no life to it.
  55. Here's a sobering thought: If every war gets the comedy it deserves, could Delta Farce, a strenuously unfunny "Three Amigos" knockoff, be our M*A*S*H?
  56. Confined to just a few sets, the movie is like the pilot for a sitcom you never want to see. Yet Ephron seems to think she's making a feel-good holiday classic: She floods the soundtrack with old pop versions of Christmas standards, trying to render stale comedy appetizing by drenching it in syrup. [23 Dec 1994, p.50]
  57. Angel-A shows how director Luc Besson can be French in a way that even the French might despise...Quel ick. And très tedious.
  58. An appalling, jaw-dropping movie that will cause serious nightmares.
  59. Too grim for kids and too dumb for grown-ups.
  60. Horror standbys like mangled corpses and stone-faced children pop up regularly, but sibling directors Charles and Thomas Guard haven't quite nailed the genre's rhythms.
  61. Don't be fooled by the low grade: This sequel-in-spirit to Jean-Claude Van Damme's 1994 dud doesn't even succeed in being memorably bad.
  62. The audience may have bought the act in "Napoleon Dynamite." But this time, the act bombs.
  63. Each actor appears to have received the script to a different movie, while Allen adds his own directorial touch of sexual vulgarity.
    • Metascore: 32
    • Critic Score 16
    With stars like Steve Buscemi and Sarah Silverman and big-fish producers such as Spike Lee and Stanley Tucci on board, you'd think this indie would offer some glimmer of wit or originality. Think again.
  64. It's a toss-up as to what's the worse sin in this graceless piece of tragedy porn.
    • Metascore: 25
    • Critic Score 16
    An aggressively inept demon-seed chiller starring a bunch of grown-ups who should've known better.
  65. There's something about Holly: She's the most ridiculous, irritating, two-dimensional rom-com heroine since...Katherine Heigl's last rom-com.
  66. Wes Craven's first new movie in five years is a brainless, joyless, and yes, you might even say, soulless teen slasher.
  67. Witless, insultingly derivative, muddy-looking, and edited in the hammering epileptic style that marks so many films produced, as this one is, by Michael Bay.
  68. Spectacularly poor judgment in everything from acting to costuming (Olsen's Harajuku-troll get-up is scarier than her curse) puts Beastly right on the cusp of the so-bad-it's-good Hall of Shame.
  69. Under the direction of Entourage's Mark Mylod, the movie not only makes cheap sex jokes but looks skanky, too. Lighting, camerawork, and editing are all a slapdash mess, one that further hinders the actors trying their best to get through this failed hookup of a comedy.
  70. In theory, A Thousand Words should draw on its star's abilities as a physical comedian, but Murphy, miming his order for a triple latte at Starbucks, comes off like Charlie Chaplin on crystal meth; he's strenuously unfunny to watch.
  71. Terminal colon cancer has never looked more fetching than in the critically ill romantic-disease comedy A Little Bit of Heaven.
  72. An appreciation that the pain is personal doesn't compensate for the picture's self-absorbed need to alienate.
  73. With more telegraphed scares than Samuel Morse on Halloween, it still might give you a restless night, but only because you fell asleep in the theater.
  74. This is the rare horror film so bad that you almost wish it had turned into a good old connect-the-gory-dots slasher movie. The only mystery at work is how Lawrence's agent ever let her sign on to this.
  75. Abysmally stupid drama.
  76. I didn't think Matthew Perry could find a romantic comedy more inert or inane than the 1997 fiasco ''Fools Rush In.''
  77. This may be the first talking-animal movie in which the critter hero seems to have been body-snatched by a commentator from C-SPAN.
  78. A half hour in and still, the plot, tone, and setting are incomprehensible.
  79. The trouble with Whipped isn't that its characters are dirty mouthed horndog jerks -- it's that they're phony dirty mouthed horndog jerks.
  80. There is not one honest moment, not ONE, in Hanging Up.
  81. Rancid, misogynist comedy.
    • Metascore: 16
    • Reviewed by
      Ty Burr
      0
    Debased swill.
  82. As an actor, Raymond is whiny and annoying, but not nearly so much as the film.
  83. Just... bad. As in BAD bad.
  84. Even Snow Day's winter wonderland looks fake.
    • Metascore: 21
    • Critic Score 0
    Viewers will never be molly-fied by this tripe.
  85. An inept low-budget thriller.
  86. The film isn't just bad; it's a barely coherent, inert mess -- a heart-tugger for voidoids.
  87. Why would filmmakers with this much talent work this hard to thumb their noses at everything they put on screen?
  88. The comedy is nonexistent.
  89. This may be the only would-be blockbuster that's a sprawling, dissociated mess on purpose. It's a perverse landmark: the first postmodern Hollywood disaster.
  90. Poisonously smug, one-joke indie comedy.
  91. A movie so unhinged it practically dares you not to hate it.
  92. In one rotten production -- all involved have managed to create the most unlikable, man hating, woman hating, unfunny idiots since ''Whipped'' ended up on worst movie lists last year.
  93. Personally, I'd say that it was about time Arquette was leashed.
  94. It's a shrill, stupid, brickbat-blatant piece of hackwork that practically sweats to be ''commercial.''
  95. It's like ''Grease: The Next Generation'' acted out by the food-court staff at SeaWorld.
  96. The picture is so lethargic that I began to think of watching it as a form of atonement.
  97. If you look hard, you can make out a story in Femme Fatale, but it has nothing to do with the senseless pileup of jewel thievery, shutterbug voyeurism, and leggy sex bombs so shallow and bad they seem to have come out of a 1978 copy of Hustler magazine.
  98. You know all that artistic cred Adam Sandler built up with his acclaimed work in ''Punch-Drunk Love''? Well, he flushes it down the crapper with Adam Sandler's Eight Crazy Nights -- the most ill-conceived animated comedy since the 1991 dog ''Rover Dangerfield.''
  99. It appears to have been modeled on the worst revenge-of-the-nerds clichés the filmmakers could dredge up.
  100. It might be courting hyperbole to call Corky Romano the single worst movie ever to feature an ''SNL'' cast member (Dan Aykroyd hit some pretty arid valleys), but I'm willing to go out on a critical limb and rank it among the all-time bottom dozen.
  101. A somber, draggy, deadweight, lugubrious, absurdly self serious version of ''American Beauty.''
    • Metascore: 21
    • Critic Score 0
    The effects are laughably primitive, the dialogue hilariously atrocious -- and those are the good parts.
  102. It's a puzzlement how so many pros could have so wrecked one of the most beloved, hummably familiar movie musicals in the Rodgers and Hammerstein repertoire.
  103. There's something uniquely embarrassing about a rock & roll fable that is no more authentic (and no less coy) than an episode of ''The Monkees'' yet insists on presenting itself as the epitome of rebel-yell cool.
  104. Had the ghost of Paul Lynde swanned by in a caftan-clad cameo, you couldn't find a more outdated, miscalculated collection of stale, queen-size stereotypes than those trotted out on this ship of fools.
  105. Halloween: Resurrection comes closer to comatainment.
  106. For the audience, it's like watching the dreckiest of teen puppy courtships trying to pass itself off as ''Annie Hall.'' La-de-blah.
    • Metascore: 6
    • Critic Score 0
    The worst movie of 1999.
  107. The only thing shocking about it, however, is the degree to which self-congratulatory gutter exhibitionism has become the degraded ash end of indie ''edge.''
  108. Benigni's Pinocchio is meant to be adorable, but he comes off as less an enchanted puppet than as a harmlessly deranged middle-aged man prancing about in the kind of froufrou cream-colored pantsuit that Dinah Shore retired to her back closet in 1977.
  109. This ill-fitting movie was mail-ordered from an out-of-date catalog of teen-com stereotypes.
  110. After enduring only a few minutes of this shrill debacle, you'll feel more trapped in the theater than Jimmy is by his bubble.
  111. To dismiss this movie for being ''offensive'' would be to offer it high praise.
  112. To properly convey the jaw-dropping shoddiness of this videogame-based ''horror'' ''movie,'' one must approach what scientists call Absolute Stupid, a state previously thought to exist only under highly controlled laboratory conditions or at the highest levels of government.
  113. Ryan radiates neither desire nor terror. She's freeze-dried in a world of lifelessly abstract feminine fear, and so is the movie.
  114. Aims for dark farce but ends up playing more like Weekend at Bernie's Part VIII. [25 Apr 1997, p. 50]
  115. Oooh, this is toxic.
  116. The film treats its audience like fidgety junior-high schoolers, piling on the sub-Koyaanisqatsi cityscapes and cheesy episodes with Marlee Matlin as a lonely photographer, plus bouncy cartoons of human cells who look as if they'd be happier chasing stains in bathroom-cleanser commercials.
  117. Yes, it's all a harmless lark. Which is why the only thing that could redeem this sour patch of candy-coated crud would be a final shot of Earth exploding.
  118. She Hate Me manages to be at once racist, homophobic, utterly fake, and unbearably tedious. This time, it's Spike Lee who's doing the bamboozling.
  119. There are no survivors here.
  120. Top-heavy with whimsy, so muddled it makes Mission: Impossible look like a model of narrative cohesion, The Saint is the apo-theosis of the new incoherence, with the cliches of espionage and action thrillers jammed together like bumper cars.
  121. As bumbling and mindless, as naively misconceived, as that clapping-through-tears moniker.
  122. In every way dreadful.
  123. A black comedy in the form of vicarious serial punishment.
  124. Far be it from me to dismiss a man's effort (Uwe Boll) in a sentence, but the film on your teeth after a three-day drunk possesses more cinematic value.
  125. Parts of the film play like the world's slowest and most insensitive reality show (Who Wants to Be an Octogenarian?).
  126. A huge pile of horsefeathers is being peddled as fairy dust in Bigger Than the Sky.
  127. The movie has no wit, no charm, no cleverness, no traction. Simply put, it is no fun.
  128. What sin did Heather Locklear commit to deserve her role in The Perfect Man?
  129. On the level of a no-budget student film in which the shots barely match up into sequences. It's about as much fun as watching blood dry.
  130. Stupefyingly tedious and annoying.
  131. The real problem is the movie itself. The plot, with its interlocking contrivances, is like a machine that keeps trapping the actors in its gears. Since they aren't allowed to relate to each other on a simple human level, the spangly back-and-forth chemistry on which a romantic comedy depends is nowhere in sight.
  132. So perfect in its awfulness, it makes one seriously consider a theory of unintelligent design.
  133. The Libertine is such a torturous mess that it winds up doing something I hadn't thought possible: It renders Johnny Depp charmless.
  134. Carrey suggests an escaped mental patient impersonating a game-show host-and, what's worse, his hyperbolically obnoxious shtick is the whole damned show.
    • Metascore: 18
    • Critic Score 0
    Ghastly-bad.
  135. Manderlay is turgid and hollow.
  136. A fractious fiasco: whiplash camera movement set to raging blasts of death metal, a story so incoherent it made me wish I was watching, instead, the collected outtakes from Van Helsing.
  137. An animated movie designed with very young children in mind. And very young children should be very angry about that. Where is it written that 4-year-olds don't deserve a good story, decent characters, and a modicum of coherence?
  138. As the killer, who plucks out his victims' eyeballs, Kane, the seven-foot bald WWE wrestler who's like a modern Tor Johnson, is so inept he's more cuddly than terrifying.
  139. It doesn't take long to figure out that Shadowboxer 's Helen Mirren, as a cancer-ridden hitwoman, and Cuba Gooding Jr., as her doting stepson, are the most unconvincing team of hired assassins in movie history.
  140. Dour, absurdist, gruesomely awful.
  141. Fragmentation can be an artful method; it can also be the last refuge for someone who scarcely knows how to make a film. In the no-budget fantasia Wild Tigers I Have Known, the fragments are like a borrowed collage of gay coming-of-age tropes.
  142. Combines hugs and ''pain'' and dialogue so fakey-cute it makes your ears hurt.
  143. Cowgirls, a flaky-surreal adaptation of Tom Robbins' 1976 feminist hipster road novel, finds the director of "Drugstore Cowboy" and "My Own Private Idaho" lost in the ozone of his own private whimsies.
  144. Being Human doesn't seem to be about anything: Its five astonishingly limp parables might have been spun by a depressed Aesop who forgot to take his Prozac.
  145. A grisly piece of torture porn.
  146. Whatever you're imagining -- self-serving self-awareness; unedited hipster mopes; yammering dear-diary script -- The Hottest State, Ethan Hawke's bathetic tale of a good-looking young actor's first heartbreak, is far worse.
  147. A joke of a title in search of a movie with a single good joke.
    • Metascore: 19
    • Critic Score 0
    Can we finally just admit that Dane Cook isn't funny? In a comedy so lame its plot could've been swiped from a Bazooka Joe wrapper.
    • Metascore: 25
    • Critic Score 0
    Probably the worst movie that's sludged across my professional eyeballs -- worse than "Daddy Day Camp," "Baby Geniuses 2," and "BloodRayne."
  148. Mr. Magorium, who is 243 years old (so are his jokes), is a cross between Willy Wonka and Geppetto, but Hoffman plays him with little more than a goofy dumb lisp, achieved by tucking his lower lip under his upper teeth, so that he looks just as rabbity-stoopid as he sounds.
  149. The movie is one soporific, depressed, deadeningly vague scene after another.
  150. Is there anything more dull than an ineptly cynical fairy tale?
  151. A soporific dud, which should have been tossed out of Sundance.
  152. A stinker, the more so for the thespian excesses of the accomplished cast.
  153. George Lucas is turning into the enemy of fun.
  154. The filmmakers even manage to turn seamy Bangkok into the least exotic setting imaginable.
  155. Fanning is remarkably collected and even dignified. As for the rest of the gang, they ought to be returned to sender.
  156. This remake is merely vile (and dull).
  157. It's like a pastry that's been sitting on the shelf for 60 years.
  158. Exhausted as the premise already is -- hapless boomer learns that real manhood is a function of committed fatherhood -- Old Dogs nevertheless finds ways to make the lesson even less tolerable.
  159. A magical-realist sitcom war farce that ends up being about nothing but its own slovenly smugness.
  160. It's tempting to say ''avoid at all costs,'' but truthfully, everyone should see something this bad at least once, if only to help us better appreciate the comparatively brainy merits of works like "Eurotrip," "Freddy Got Fingered," and the modern-day plague of movies with titles ending in "Movie."
  161. How you feel about Valentine's Day may depend on how you feel when someone really, really cute -- and someone you're really, really fond of -- gives you a nasty box of cheap chocolate on Valentine's Day, picked up at the corner Rite Aid and delivered with the price tag still attached.
  162. This nadir of equal-opportunity raunch forces viewers to spend time with a needy yeast-infested adult who doesn't know how to go on a date with a man; her grating, neurotic monster of a best friend; and a third, random younger chick, who's crazy-upset about some tedious thing that happened with her boyfriend.
  163. There's no artistic or thematic point — except maybe to demonstrate that a young filmmaker is as much in need of someone to say no as the characters in this disingenuous exercise.
  164. It's really a dramatic sinkhole.