Subject: Reviews/Criticism (Page 7)

Like acting with 210 pounds of condemned veal.

(1913 – 1991) Australian actress

Progressing from nowhere to nothing and leaving only a greasy taste in the mouth as a reward.

writer, editor & film reviewer

Robbing casinos? Shit, these guys should be in charge of Katrina relief!

writer, editor & film reviewer

“Flubber” is further evidence of the death of cinema.

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If Planes were a reasonably priced download, you'd gladly use it to sedate your kids during a long car ride.

journalist & film critic

This had all the drama of a traffic jam.

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Is this what we’ve been reduced to? A film whose noise and explosions are separated from the season’s other noise and explosions solely by the fact that they’re painted blue?

writer, editor & film reviewer

About the only redeeming features of The Sweetest Thing is that for a few minutes of the film, Cameron Diaz cavorts around in her underwear, and also sings a song about penises… and even that’s not half as good as it sounds on paper.

The director, whose name is Pitof, was probably issued with two names at birth and would be wise to use the other one on his next project.

(1942 – 2013) American film critic, journalist & screenwriter

John Waters’ Pink Flamingos has been restored for its 25th anniversary revival, and with any luck at all that means I won’t have to see it again for another 25 years. If I haven’t retired by then, I will.

(1942 – 2013) American film critic, journalist & screenwriter

Chozen is a truly bizarre blend of programming as it mixes prison and rap culture with Revenge of the Nerds.

film reviewer

Nothing stinks like a pile of unpublished writing.

(1932 – 1963) novelist & poet

Think of it as a carefully constructed entertainment for the benefit of people who really, really like beer commercials.

(1962 – ) British journalist & film critic

Modern art is what happens when painters stop looking at girls and persuade themselves that they have a better idea.

(1916 – 1986) American poet, translator & etymologist

It’s like having an orange popcicle, the mild orange taste is pleasing enough, but no one ever spends much time thinking about it afterwards, it’s banished from our thoughts because while the taste is good, it’s also unremarkable.

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There is some serious venom spewing from this movie, probably because screenwriters Steve Franks and Tim Herlihy are beginning to realize their only talent in life consists of riding their friend’s coattails through the Garden of Mediocrity.

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If I’d had anything to do with it, I’d be wearing a balaclava and writing under an assumed name.

British broadcaster, writer & film critic

Incapable of conjuring up any facial expression that she did not learn from watching television, Jessica Alba plays a brilliant scientist who inadvertently acquires the ability to make herself invisible. This is not a gift Alba seems particularly comfortable with, as the last thing she needs is to be heard but not seen.

(1950 – ) American journalist, critic & essayist

Young men: If you attend this crap with friends who admire it, tactfully inform them they are idiots. Young women: If your date likes this movie, tell him you’ve been thinking it over, and you think you should consider spending some time apart.

(1942 – 2013) American film critic, journalist & screenwriter

Heaven sends us good meat, but the Dieil sends cooks.


In this day and age, there’s simply no good excuse for having that many children.

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