My Super Ex-Girlfriend: Critic Reviews

...A movie that would rather tweak male paranoia than liberate a nerdette terrified of her powers.

Uma Thurman does double duty as a New York neurotic, Jenny Johnson, and a secret superhero, G-Girl, in a shaky comedy directed by Ivan Reitman.

Girlfriend skewers both superhero films and romantic comedies. And it does so with surprising deftness; Girlfriend is not only the funniest film of summer; it may be the best superhero film since Spider-Man.

The two starring performances are spot on. Wilson gets the tone that screenwriter Don Payne so expertly evokes. Thurman is beautiful, fearless and perfectly believable as a superhero.

The movie is a dude's one-way fantasy tinged with an element of fear. It's unfortunate that the premise falls so comfortably along trite gender lines.

My Super Ex, directed by comedy veteran Ivan Reitman (the Ghostbuster movies) from a clever high-concept script by Don Payne (The Simpsons), is as cool a summer lark as you'll find.

There's a funny idea here, but you might not know it from Don Payne's script, or, for that matter, from Ms. Thurman's performance.

Director Ivan Reitman, who's been busting our guts since Ghost Busters, stirs a high-concept stew of Fatal Attraction meets The Incredibles.

Two lessons learned: Dump a superheroine at your own risk. And animatronic sharks sure have come a long way since the days of Jaws.

Hiding in My Super Ex-Girlfriend is a clever conceit that never gets to reveal itself fully.

My Super Ex-Girlfriend sets the cause of psychotic superheroines back about 30 years. The movie roils with more unexamined hostility towards women than a roomful of Taliban clerics.

The movie's too slapdash to keep its characters consistent, but this has its moments.

This sophomoric mix of the supernatural and screwball from Ivan Reitman is diverting, cheesy fun, with Thurman's G-Girl as a droll combination of Superwoman and Uber Shrew.

My Super Ex-Girlfriend lampoons conventional comic book movies and relationship films by nudging its needy title character into the Manhattan singles market. It's a silly premise, and it works beautifully.

Directed by Ivan Reitman with the same loopy amiability he brought to hits like Ghostbusters, Junior and Dave in decades past, it is a solid summer confection with no pretensions.

If anything, it's too airy and tends to be forgotten as soon as the lights go up. But it's certainly pleasant enough while it's on.

The fusion of effects-fueled action fantasy with comedy worked well for director Ivan Reitman 22 years ago in Ghostbusters and, less so, five years ago in Evolution. But, it fails to save his latest, My Super Ex-Girlfriend.

There are about 20 minutes worth of decent sketch comedy here, which means this one beats the summer's other Wilson brother comedy, You, Me and Dupree.

For all its many shortcomings, this old-school laugher is a pleasure to sit through.

[Ivan Reitman's] funniest movie since Ghostbusters, and a riff on superhero mythology that plays like a mashup of Bewitched (the TV show, not the movie), The Breakup and Fatal Attraction.

Funnier than Nacho Libre, more fashionable than The Devil Wears Prada, able to deliver more revengeful thrills than X-Men: The Last Stand in a single scene.

A less willfully misogynist movie might have made Thurman's double identity the starting place for an exploration of female power, super- or otherwise.

If you're going for plot, My Super Ex-Girlfriend will disappoint, but if you're going for a light look at aspects of the superhero experience that most 'serious' genre entries ignore, the film delivers.

The Ivan Reitman-directed comedy manages to sap the charm from everyone in its cast, all of whom have shone quite brightly in other settings.