Scary Movie 3: Critic Reviews

A hit-or-miss affair, but the gags that connect really connect.

[David Zucker] still has the eye, ear and metabolism of a hyperactive child weaned entirely on candy bars and educated by Mad Magazine.

This is not one of those occasions when you feel like giving Zucker an even break.

A sequel funnier than its predecessors.

If you haven't been a regular fixture at the multiplex, or don't spend all your time in front of the tube surfing hip-hop videos on MTV2, then you're not in on the joke, and if you're not in on the joke, you might want to skip this one.

[David] Zucker's film ultimately comes up short because he doesn't seem to want to slow down as he gets older.

The last 15 minutes of this movie feel as sleepy and uninspired as the last 30 of any recent episode of Saturday Night Live. But the movie has given up long before that.

Rebounds nicely from its sophomore misfire, giddily inbreeding the plots of a half-dozen box office overachievers-from The Ring to 8 Mile -- until the result assumes a comically unstoppable life of its own.

The funniest and possibly sickest entry yet.

Despite one of the year's best trailers, this horror-film spoof is as laugh-challenged as the woeful first sequel.

Under Mr. Zucker's direction, Scary Movie 3 ends up being neither the lowball spoof its predecessors were, nor the sort of madcap farce for which Mr. Zucker is famous.

If you don't think Mother Teresa commemorative bobbleheads are funny, this movie is definitely not for you.

The movie is filled with famous and semi-famous faces, although only two of them work for their laughs and get them.

The laughs are so far apart and offer so few comic calories that it might be time to stick a fork in the franchise.

Scary Movie 3 is a veritable time capsule of of-this-moment kitsch, schlock and bad taste. And it's funny, too.

It's the ideal comedy for 12-year-old boys of every age and gender.

It has the tasteless thing going on but no film can succeed on vomit alone.

Although it's a definite improvement over the last movie, Scary Movie 3 feels like 20 minutes of material spread over an hour and a half.

Just middling funny, with no truly memorable high points and a sum impact that goes poof! before you've left the parking garage.

Mediocre spoof.

Plays like 80 minutes of Naked Gun rejects.

It's all been there, razzed that, with long flat valleys stretching beneath the comic peaks.

The Naked Gun 33 1/3 wasn't the final insult from a founding ZAZ (Zucker/Abrams/Zucker) member; this is.

New director, new writers, same old shtick.

Consistently entertaining and frequently hilarious.