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| Easily the worst movie of the week, month, year, and Bullock’s entire career. It is to comedy what leprosy once was to the island of Molokai: a plague best contemplated from many | |
| Abysmal, laugh-free and frequently offensive comedy whose one or two original ideas are completely overshadowed by smutty, puerile gags and a plot that's so insultingly sexist... | |
| Setting feminism back at least a century, embarrassing a potential Oscar nominee and insulting the very idea of romance. | |
| Whoever thought remaking Fatal Attraction as a PG-13 thriller was a good idea earns much of the blame for this laughably arch dud. | |
| Its script isn't worth the papyrus it's inscribed on. | |
| A 3D ball of energy, but its furry characters are flatly run-of-the-treadmill. | |
| This unfunny, unoriginal, charmless teen comedy is so stunningly awful from start to finish, it's amazing to think its director has made a single film before, much less a dozen. | |
| There's no sense of affection. No passion, even when they fight. Their dialogue rings hollow. These two aren't believable and their relationship is a black hole. Who cares? | |
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| We have reached a point in our moviegoing life where the two most horrifying words a studio can mutter are 'Robin' and 'Williams.' | |
| Yes, there’s pointed human comedy to be mined from the very real stresses of married life, but this bonehead idiots-in- paradise farce raises issues only to gloss them over. | |
| Color me relieved. There is no need to fear death, even the most horrifying kind of murder. Because the afterlife is exactly like the album cover for a 1970s progressive-rock band. | |
| The movie moves at such an agonizingly stately pace that by the end, side effects be damned, Henry's time-traveling gene starts to look mighty appealing. | |
| Is mediocrity a sin? If it is, then Ron Howard and Tom Hanks should start the novenas now, because they're going to catch holy heck the next time they go to confession. | |
| Seems to think that just showing us a bunch of brightly clashing metallic limbs (accompanied by lots of noise) is enough to make us faint in our seats with excitement. | |
| There are probably worse ways to go out than being devoured by Fox... but the film squanders all the fun from what could have been a hilarious, gore-filled romp. | |
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