Philadelphia Inquirer's Scores
- Movies
- TV
For 3,133 reviews, this publication has graded:
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27% lower than the average critic
On average, this publication grades 5.7 points higher than other critics.
(0-100 point scale)
Average Movie review score: 67
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Score distribution:
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Positive: 2,359 out of 3133
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Mixed: 514 out of 3133
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Negative: 260 out of 3133
3,133
movie reviews
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Carrie Rickey 38
If there were a truth-in-titling law, the movie would be called "3000 Bullets to Brain Death." -
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Desmond Ryan 38
Plunges into a void created by a stale and incredibly derivative plot. -
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Carrie Rickey 38
Maybe Waters set out to prove Karl Marx's observation that all great events happen twice, first as tragedy and the second time as farce. -
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Reviewed by
Steven Rea 38
I'll be darned if I can think of a more excruciating, ponderous, remarkably unfunny and inert cinemagoing experience to come down the pike in ages. -
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Desmond Ryan 38
As full of terrible acting as it is devoid of suspense. -
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Steven Rea 38
It's too gauzy, and - with its Ron Bass script - too goopy by half. -
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Carrie Rickey 38
At 116 minutes, this third installment lumbers along like a serial killer in shackles. -
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Critic Score 38
Looks as if was cobbled together from stuff hanging around the cutting room at MTV. -
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Reviewed by
Carrie Rickey 38
It's hard to say with certainty whether it's insufficient plot or insufficient interpretation that's responsible for Travolta's waxwork performance. -
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Steven Rea 38
Often incomprehensible (a combination of jumpy editing and lots of thick British Isles accents) and hardly ever entertaining - even unintentionally. -
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Steven Rea 38
Uptown Girls gives the impression that everyone behind the camera just threw up their hands in helpless resignation. -
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Carrie Rickey 38
Ice Cube possesses real screen presence, and it's a shame to see him squander his talents here. He and Epps made me laugh in "Next Friday." They made me squirm here. -
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Reviewed by
Steven Rea 38
Mike Myers, responsible for the picture's one, or possibly two, laughs. -
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Reviewed by
Steven Rea 38
This low-budget, high-gore sequel can be effectively frightening at times, and just plain boring, too. The suspense builds, the blood gushes, the momentum dissipates. It's an unsatisfying mix. -
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Steven Rea 38
Gets stupider as it moves along. By the end, you just don't care whether that cold-hearted snake Petrovich (that would be Reno) gets his comeuppance. Just bring on the Battle Bots, please! -
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Reviewed by
Steven Rea 38
This unabashedly stupid comedy is, well, unabashedly stupid. -
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Steven Rea 38
With the raunch quotient cranked up several notches, the sequel is calculated, cynical and, worse, not funny. -
