New York Post's Scores

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  • TV
For 6,429 reviews, this publication has graded:
  • 44% higher than the average critic
  • 2% same as the average critic
  • 54% lower than the average critic
On average, this publication grades 5.5 points lower than other critics. (0-100 point scale)
Average Movie review score: 55
Highest review score: 100 Apocalypse Now
Lowest review score: 0 Dance Flick
Score distribution:
6,429 movie reviews
  1. An incomprehensible Bob Dylan vanity project that is not only nearly impossible to sit through, but embarrasses a long list of stars who lined up to work for scale opposite the legendary musician.
  2. Enough to give you brain strain -- and the pay-off is negligible.
  3. Beyond-lame satire.
  4. Painfully unfunny spoof.
  5. Martin Short as Jack Frost, means we're getting a turkey and a ham for the holidays. As for Tim Allen as Scott Calvin, an ordinary guy who took over Santa's job by chance, he's more like a tasteless lump of mashed potatoes.
  6. The results are too predictable.
  7. The only part of this movie anyone's ever going to remember is the pair of scenes in which Ghost Rider pees flame.
  8. Peros probably intends Footprints to be an homage to Hollywood's Golden Age. But the script's so incoherent and the acting so amateurish that it makes the worst old-time Hollywood B-flick seem like "Citizen Kane."
  9. There probably aren't enough futuristic Goth rock musicals, but Repo! The Genetic Opera is weak on a couple of things a musical needs: music and lyrics.
  10. Ryan, the bodacious Seven of Nine on "Star Trek Voyager," is the only excuse to suffer through writer-director Harry Ralston's feeble comedy.
  11. This cliché-filled labor of love is staffed with some fine performers - Jennifer Holliday sings at a juke joint and Frances Sternhagen plays an older version of Emily's sister.
  12. Should have been stopped at customs -- as family entertainment, it constitutes child abuse.
  13. Makes an earnest stab at illustrating the hardships and sacrifices humanitarian workers contend with - but in the end, all the suffering merely forms an amorphous backdrop for a Harlequin romance.
  14. Will Ferrell's terminally stupid, sloppy, campy and cheesy -- and thoroughly unexciting and unfunny -- experiment in "family entertainment."
  15. Melodramatic and heavy-handed.
  16. A sluggish and prototypically earnest little indie on the not exactly fresh theme of a woman undergoing a midlife crisis.
  17. It's a film that reeks of stupidity and cynicism, one that makes you feel soiled just to have sat through it.
  18. Has little to offer beyond titillation and pretty landscapes.
  19. Price of Glory isn't an embarrassment on the order of the last major boxing movie, "Play It to the Bone," but it's not especially worth intercepting on its way to the video racks.
  20. From the incessant rain that blurs the joyless Boston setting to the mysterious decision to make a brunette Hudson look as plain as possible, it's an evanescent fancy devoid of sparkle.
  21. Low-end schlock that will likely land with a dull thud in the video remainder bin before the frost is on the pumpkin.
  22. Most of the comedy comes from dull situations like a fat guy trying to put on a fat suit for no reason.
  23. Less an updated version of the Dostoevsky novel than an unusually somber Hollywood teen love story.
  24. Could hardly be more predictable.
  25. Never decides whether it wants to be a black comedy, drama, melodrama or some combination of the three. The acting and direction are all over the map in this consistently depressing, if occasionally interesting, slice of life.
  26. A Hole in My Heart will disgust many (probably most) viewers as it cements Moodysson's reputation as one of today's most daring filmmakers.
  27. Buscemi is appealing as always, but the movie, is only sporadically funny.
  28. The movie chides us for being a sick voyeuristic society, hungry for the sight of violence. The purity of this moral stance is somewhat clouded by the movie's habit of staging sick violent acts.
  29. A lobotomized attempt to make a no-budget John Waters movie, Men Cry Bullets is a painful reminder of just how bad indie cinema can be - especially when it plays with gender roles. It's desperately unfunny and dreadfully acted, written and directed.
  30. If this cheesy, cheap-looking update of "A Connecticut Yankee at King Arthur's Court" had been co-produced by the Ku Klux Klan itself, it could hardly be more repellently stereotypical.

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