3000 Miles to Graceland

Chicago Reader Lisa Alspector

At first Costner seems to distrust the hokey character he plays, but his performance and the movie's slanted humor, rash melodrama, and ludicrous action soon become riveting.

Miami Herald Curtis Morgan

Oddly entertaining ride.

Boston Globe Jay Carr

An exercise in excess, but it's the best of the month's crop of mindless films, if only because it jumps off the screen with acertain pop and playfulness.

New York Post Jonathan Foreman

Feels much more like a very, very long, music video, albeit one made for an audience that gets off on high-tech firepower rather than nearly-naked babes.

Entertainment Weekly Owen Gleiberman

This is a high octane ride that starts to leak gas before it even gets going.

USA Today Mike Clark

An odd mix of seediness, sideburns and even scorpions, the movie nearly matches the Lisa Marie-Michael Jackson marriage for weirdness.

New York Magazine Peter Rainer

On the reasonable assumption that no movie featuring an Elvis impersonator can be wholly bad, I was prepared for a high old time at 3000 Miles to Graceland, which exhibits a plenitude of Elvi. The exhibition does not last very long, however. Less than a third of the way through, the filmmakers jettison the premise and trash their own movie.

Mr. Showbiz Larry Terenzi

Vapid, humorless, screeching, and utterly suckworthy.

Austin Chronicle Marc Savlov

The end result is overkill en extremis. There is such a thing as too much. And 3KMTG is much too much.

Variety Todd McCarthy

If drive-ins still existed, this film would rule there for weeks.

New York Daily News Jack Mathews

Showcased in 3,000 Miles are two of the longest, noisiest, bloodiest and most ludicrous shootouts ever staged.

Philadelphia Inquirer Carrie Rickey

If there were a truth-in-titling law, the movie would be called "3000 Bullets to Brain Death."

Baltimore Sun Chris Kaltenbach

This sophomoric film has little to do with Elvis, and everything to do with putting as much carnage as possible on screen under the guise of art, poetry, choreography, taxidermy.

Chicago Sun-Times Roger Ebert

Here's a movie without an ounce of human kindness, a sour and mean-spirited enterprise so desperate to please, it tries to be a yukky comedy and a hard-boiled action picture at the same time.

Chicago Tribune Michael Wilmington

A mind-numbing, bloody, ridiculous experience.

TV Guide Maitland McDonagh

This coarse, nearly incoherent action picture apparently aspires to a 'Pulp Fiction"-like mixture of brutality and self-referential insouciance.

Charlotte Observer Lawrence Toppman

Like the Big E himself. It starts out fast, dangerous, sexy, confident, funny with an edge. It ends up confused, bloated, unable to leave the stage when it should.

Seattle Post-Intelligencer William Arnold

So violent and junky it seems to have been designed as evidence for the growing congressional movement to censor Hollywood.

San Francisco Chronicle Peter Stack

An overstuffed, underfed numbskull movie.

The New York Times A.O. Scott

This bloated spectacle has all the get-up-and-go of one of the legendary late-era Elvis Presley concerts. The picture feels longer than Presley's career and as irrelevant as he was by the end.

Time Richard Schickel

Courteney Cox is good as a sexy, hard-pressed single mom, but she alone can't redeem the prevailing stupidity.

Wall Street Journal Joe Morgenstern

Nothing but miscalculation from clumsy start to chaotic finish, an action thriller with a cynical, shriveled soul.

Los Angeles Times Kenneth Turan

One of those movies that makes you want to throw up your hands in despair, disgust, or maybe both.

Salon.com Stephanie Zacharek

It's a movie barely fit for a cretin, much less a King. If you hear a door slam in the theater, you'll know that Elvis has left the building -- in disgust.

Village Voice Michael Atkinson

Costner's not a mannered showboat, and what we get isn't a riff—it's a semi-oblivious glimpse of bitter outlaw banality.

Washington Post Desson Thomson

I suggest you think of this movie as another bad sausage from the Warner Bros. meat-packing factory. And you should think of this review as a government health warning. Eat this thing at your peril.

Portland Oregonian Shawn Levy

A vile, stupid and ugly movie lacking utterly in pep, thrills, humor, finesse or morals, a dissipating waste of time, money and human resources.

Washington Post Stephen Hunter

What you get is the V trifecta: vile, vicious and violent. Oh, and incoherent and stupid. A mess. A mean-spirited completely worthless film that can never give back the two hours it seizes from you.

Film.com Tom Keogh

The film isn't merely bungled. It's starved and battered by Lichtenstein.

LA Weekly Ernest Hardy

A mean-spirited, hyperviolent, stupid movie.