Well so far, it’s not looking good for Max Payne. All the hype in the world isn’t enough to win over film critics. They’re estimating $20 million at the box office for the weekend, which is good, but it’s no Tomb Raider (which opened to 47 million). But only time will tell what the masses think.
If you’re wondering if Max Payne is worth your time, here is your review round up of snippets that the critics thought about the movie.
- BDKReview: Though the PG-13 rating of Max Payne limited the amount of violence, the film still succeeds mainly due to the dark, gritty and beautiful cinematography. I was all pumped until I saw that the film received a PG-13 rating, which means that the movie company felt that as an R-rated film; it would not make as much money. Yet another example of art being lessened because of money. So I went in, just thinking it would be a dull action flick but I walked out extremely satisfied.
- News.com: It’s not your usual `find the killer’ story, as Max is isolated in the 55th police precinct’s cold-case section, searching for those responsible for the death three years earlier of his wife Michelle and their infant son. Moore and his design team have obviously spent a lot of time working with visual effects specialists developing winged demons, influenced by Norse mythology, that add a sci-fi element to the crime story.
- Movie Retriever.com: Max Payne is miscast, the dialogue is cringe-inducing, and it looks like it was edited by an eight-year-old with Final Cut Pro. But it’s also got wicked demons and a lot of slo-mo shooting! That’s all that matters to gamers, right? The producers of movies based on video games must think their audience is nothing but easy-to-entertain morons. It’s the only explanation for a movie this dark, dull, and dumb.
- SFGate: With its flat story, numbed-out protagonist, and faux artistic lighting and set design – everything is dark or moody or darkishly moody or moodily dark – “Max Payne” seems a good half hour longer than its running time.
- MSNBC: I’ve always wondered why, when I see a great Mark Wahlberg performance in a film like “I Heart Huckabee’s” or “The Departed,” I have to remind myself all over again that the artist formerly known as Marky Mark can be a very fine screen actor. But then I see “Max Payne,” and it reminds me; I forget how good he can be because of his frequent participation in brainless bullet-fests like this new big-screen adaptation of the popular videogame.