All About Steve: Critic Reviews

Oops, sorry, we're not supposed to think of Mary as mentally ill, psychologically unbalanced, or any of those painful things, just full of gumption and sunny determination.

It seems incredible, but the grimly unfunny comedy All About Steve might just be the worst movie on Sandra Bullock's resume.

A film that looks as if it's been through 1,001 test screenings, script drafts and reshoots, each unfunnier and more muddled than the last.

Why would such talented actors as Bullock, Cooper, Thomas Haden Church and Ken Jeong sign on for something so dreadful?

If Bullock in her comfort zone is a thing of real, if modest pleasure, watching as she contorts herself into a role that's all wrong for her is singularly excruciating.

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 miles away.

Since Bullock coproduced this masochistic venture, it seems she buys into the idea that fluffer-nut ditziness is what she does best. Except it isn't.

A head-banging excuse for a comedy.

There's no footing in reality. Nothing about it feels authentic.

Despite her downward-tilted head and her nattering ways, Mary really does want to connect. Watching her realize this isn't deep but it is sweet.

He's the thing that lets Mary -- and the movie -- off the crazy hook. It quickly devolves into one of those 'what's normal anyway?' stories, and Bullock's dedication to the role is ultimately undermined.

An actress should never, ever, be asked to run beside a van in red disco boots for more than about half a block, and then only if her child is being kidnapped.

There's nothing wrong with All About Steve that a rewrite couldn't fix, as long as the rewrite involved a different writer, a different character and a different story.

Packaged as a romantic comedy but devoid of comedy or romance, this baffling train wreck stars Sandra Bullock as a tediously kooky constructor of crossword puzzles for a Sacramento newspaper.

All About Steve struggles mightily to find its loony essence. But Bullock's apple-cheeked larkishness is all flailing limbs and bug-eyed reaction shots -- there's no there there.

While Bullock is often cast as the kook you want to hug, here she is a nut you want to run away from.

A screwball comedy missing more than a few crucial screws.

The results aren't quite Anchorman, but they're worth a chuckle.

Misfiring on every conceivable front, it's that rarest of comedies -- one whose stabs at humor fall painfully flat, while eliciting unintentional giggles every time the film seeks to be serious or deliver a message...

All About Steve, an unfunny, annoying, badly written, badly acted comic fiasco, may be the worst movie in Bullock's career.

My biggest surprise is scanning the credits and not seeing the name Wayans or Prinze Jr. anywhere.

Bullock, easing into her mid-40s with box-office mojo intact, remains the star attraction as the annoyingly endearing Mary. You simply can't imagine another actor of her stature pulling it off.

A romantic comedy so lunkheaded and ill-conceived that it makes your average, idiotic Kate Hudson-Matthew McConaughey outing look like the reincarnation of Hepburn and Grant.

A total misfire from the first scene to the last.

[An] unwatchable, unbearably unfunny farce in which Sandra Bullock hits the lowest point of her career...