Rolling Stone's Scores

For 2,769 reviews, this publication has graded:
  • 61% higher than the average critic
  • 3% same as the average critic
  • 36% lower than the average critic
On average, this publication grades 2.7 points higher than other critics. (0-100 point scale)
Average Movie review score: 65
Highest review score: 100 Lone Star
Lowest review score: 0 Untraceable
Score distribution:
2769 movie reviews
  1. Sadly, what Parkland becomes is a crying shame.
  2. The infuriating cop–out ending reduces the premise to mush. I wanted to scream. Here goes: Arghh!
  3. The true story of the LaMarcas, well told by the late Mike McAlary in Esquire, has been pounded into TV-crime mush by screenwriter Ken Hixon and director Michael Caton-Jones. Shockingly, the acting doesn't help.
  4. The cheap thrills wear off way fast, and we're left with atrocious acting, feeble writing and clueless directing (from first-timer Steven Quale). The horror! The horror!
  5. The movie left me with the feeling of being trapped with a person of privilege who won't stop with the whine whine whine.
  6. If you have to ask why this sucks, you deserve to waste your money. Why not also check out "Like Mike," "Juwanna Man" and "Hey Arnold! The Movie"?
  7. What the film lacks is suspense, surprise (the new ending is a dud) and passion.
  8. A borrowed idea -- hello, "Blade Runner," hi there, "Matrix" -- but an idea nonetheless.
  9. I left this movie feeling I’d been had. And not in a good way.
  10. Makes you gag.
  11. Shopworn propaganda.
  12. Beware 2012, which works the dubious miracle of almost matching "Transformers 2" for sheer, cynical, mind-numbing, time-wasting, money-draining, soul-sucking stupidity.
  13. Another January dud. Broken City drops hot-shot actors in a quicksand of clichés and watches them sink.
  14. Doesn't deliver an ounce of charm.
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  15. It's not just that Jennifer Lopez looks lost and out of her league acting with Robert Redford and Morgan Freeman. That's to be expected. It's the drag-ass solemnity of this turgid family drama that makes you crazy.
  16. Director Michael Hoffman sprays on the tears like a toxic mist. Avoid like the plague.
  17. What's onscreen feels squeezed, truncated and curiously embalmed. It's got no kick to it.
  18. Is there an audience for this? Sadly, yes. There’s nothing wrong with a movie that cheers American heroes. But this one does so by reducing everything else to cardboard.
  19. How did talent like this conspire to pump out such bilge? I mean, really.
  20. Director Gillian Armstrong turns Sebastian Faulks' pungent novel about World War II into a soporific.
  21. Something cold and mechanical has seeped into the sequel. The divas push so hard for fun, it kills the spontaneity that fun needs to breathe.
  22. Satire in a blanket of bland.
  23. The movie plays like an evangelical prayer meeting, though I'd hold the hallelujahs. The characters we came to admire as vulnerable misfits hit the stage like visiting royalty and with a nonstop perkiness that makes the Von Trapps look like manic-depressives.
  24. Except for Kate Winslet's fearsome turn as a villain, the only terror Divergent roused in me was that the drag-ass thing would never end. Sorry, I'm a Candor.
  25. Director Antoine Fuqua (Training Day) can stage action, but he can't save a trivializing, reactionary script featuring a Hollywood star (read America) as a global savior.
  26. First-time filmmaker Kate Barker-Froyland trusts the silences that occur when two people aren't talking. That's a good thing. What's not so good is when the talk grows enervating.
  27. Give the girls a cheer, but remember: "Bring It On" is still the poo, Missy. Take a big whiff.
  28. I can't detect the hand of Hill in even a single scene in Bullet in the Head. It plays like a Stallone vanity project, impure and stupefyingly simple.
  29. For the first time, the Farrellys seem to be embarrassed by their own crudeness. For the first time, they should be.
  30. This tear-jerking twaddle, adapted by David Nicholls from his 2009 bestseller, is nearly as bad as Anne Hathaway's British accent, which is heading for infamy.

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