By Vivian Kane | Lists | September 27, 2015 |
By Vivian Kane | Lists | September 27, 2015 |
Over the weekend, I found myself rewatching Double Indemnity, aka one of the very greatest movies of all time. Billy Wilder and Raymond Chandler? Dream Team. Barbara Stanwick? Terrible bangs, amazing everything else. Fred MacMurray, come on. Don’t even get me started on Edward G. Robinson and his Little Man. This movie is celluloid perfection. But in searching for a running time, I Googled my way to Rotten Tomatoes, where I found that it had a site score of 96%. Now, that may SEEM like a great score for a movie on a site that, sure, doesn’t really mean a whole lot anyway. Except I couldn’t help but automatically wonder: WHO THE HELL DIDN’T LIKE DOUBLE INDEMNITY? For a movie this amazing, anything short of 100% is a straight-up crime. Apparently, though, there were two lamebrains out of the 54 critics counted who didn’t know noir gold when they saw it.
Not even the New York Times in immune from reviewers with just total garbage taste.
So what other perfect movies had high-profile detractors who tried to convince you the thing you love is terrible? Basically all of them. Here are the worst reviews on the very best movies.
Mad Max: Fury Road
Rating: 97%
Lamebrains:
The Godfather
Rating: 99%
Lamebrain:
Lawrence of Arabia
Rating: 99%
Lamebrain:
Toy Story 3
Rating: 99%
Lamebrains:
The Babadook
Rating: 98%
Lamebrains:
Boyhood
Rating: 98%
Lamebrain:
The Wizard of Oz
Rating: 99%
Lamebrain:
A Hard Day’s Night
Rating: 99%
Lamebrain:
Jodorowsky’s Dune
Rating: 98%
Lamebrain:
Dr. Strangelove
Rating: 99%
Lamebrain:
Rosemary’s Baby
Rating: 99%
Lamebrain:
Taxi Driver
Rating: 98%
Lamebrain:
Annie Hall
Rating: 98%
Lamebrain:
Finding Nemo
Rating: 98%
Lamebrains:
Apocalypse Now
Rating: 99%
Lamebrain:
Vertigo
Rating: 98%
Lamebrain:
I think the takeaway here is to never be afraid to defend your unpopular opinions, because at worst, you’ll never sound as laughable as the person who called Rosemary’s Baby “pleasant,” the one who just wishes he saw Annie Hall in 1977, or the guy who was mad that Finding Nemo was a kids’ movie.