The Dukes of Hazzard: Critic Reviews

A comedy that knows just how smart to be about just how dumb it is.

The Dukes of Hazzard is the latest evidence that, for Hollywood studios at least, there can never be too much of a mediocre thing.

You can't blame the millions who will fantasize about Gen. Sherman burning the movie's negative, but when it comes to the home market, this will be a good one for its target audience to pass out to.

So loud, so long, so dumb.

This is one unusual case in which aiming for a middling C grade turns out to be A-plus work.

The Dukes of Hazzard is a cheap, greasy time at the multiplex.

Prepare to witness an amazing feat of filmmaking: Shocked and delighted will you be to see real Hollywood actors and real musicians outperformed by your favorite inanimate objects!

Why fans of the series would pay good money to see something they can see free in TV reruns escapes me.

After the first chase scene, it's obvious that Scott and Knoxville don't have enough charisma to carry the film, or to even make anarchic destruction and evading the law into something if not sexy at least endearing.

A movie about absolutely nothing (eat your heart out, Seinfeld), based on a show made when your target audience wasn't even born yet. And they say Hollywood is running out of ideas.

Purports to be a remake of a TV show but is more accurately a remake of Jessica's vapid modeling career.

A lame-brained, outdated wheeze.

Not even a sexy, toned and blossomed blond can distract from the vapid ugliness that is The Dukes of Hazzard.

Good, stupid fun.

A weird, moonshine-and- marijuana-fueled yee-haw fest based on the '80s TV show.

Motorheads who want nothing more than a handful of chase sequences may enjoy The Dukes of Hazzard, but everyone else should observe the cautionary yellow flag.

Amazing. Incredible. Unbelievable. Astonishing. Painful. All these words come to mind in just the first 10 minutes of viewing this film, none of them in a good way.

The film is marginal for what it is -- a takeoff on a farce. There are only so many layers of sendup until the movie simply spins in the mud, kicking up gravel but going nowhere.

Assuming that someone was determined to remake this mediocre but iconic TV show, this is probably as good as it's going to get.

Has some of the same fratty energy as Wedding Crashers.

The Dukes of Hazzard feels like Hollywood's last idea, a wan desperate wave of red meat redneck humor marketed to red state America.

Delivering exactly what it promises -- car chasing, girl gazing and yee-hawing -- it takes the high road to low art by remaining faithful to the TV series that spawned it.

In lieu of a movie, we get a series of car chases rudely interrupted by the occasional smattering of dialogue.

Like most movies based on old television shows, Dukes is all concept, with a few jokes written into its crevices.

A decent-enough rambunctious Southern-drive-in sort of time-waster.