The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen: Critic Reviews

Basically, we're watching all of these famous names pasted onto a lot of anonymous grade-B acting and limply staged fight scenes.

Gentlemen may be a better movie than other Connery fantasy-action films like The Avengers, but then again a glass of muddy water looks good to someone just coming in from the desert.

This movie is so boring that the mind floats to extraneous matters ...

The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen just plain reeks.

This isn't a blend of modern and classic so much as a collision.

Much dumber and pulpier than the comic book on which it's based.

Even if, per Wilde, all art is quite useless, it need not be quite as useless as this.

In a summer of big-budget sequels, prequels, remakes and homages, no film is more ambitiously derivative -- or dramatically unsatisfying -- than Stephen Norrington's The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen.

Operates on a similar principle as Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle: Keep throwing things at the audience and edit the action sequences with a Vegematic.

A smart concept that's been dumbed down.

This film by Stephen Norrington doesn't soar nearly enough above ordinary.

Just when it seems about to become a real corker of an adventure movie, [the movie] plunges into incomprehensible action, idiotic dialogue, inexplicable motivations, causes without effects, effects without causes, and general lunacy.

If you're in the mood for two hours of carnage, waste and mind-boggling badness, The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen could be just your ticket.

A stiff.

Ill-conceived, sloppily directed, shoddily acted, LXG looks like the work of a confederacy of dunces.

A wonderfully old-school adventure.

Gentlemen is not in a league of its own, but in a league with too many others.

This is Wild Wild West meets Avengers bad.

Offers some appealing elements -- exceptionally beautiful design, atypical characters, literacy and an intriguing intellectual basis -- that are ultimately engulfed by explosions, effects and an affiliated ponderousness.

Suspension of disbelief is as necessary as popcorn when approaching a summer comic-book movie, but LXG is too preposterous even for this fantastical genre.

Works wonderfully as a popcorn picture.

This is awfulness of an utterly assembly-line nature.

The concept is high but everything else is merely fair to middling, one more or less watchable B-movie in megabucks clothing.

Despite Sean Connery and some impressive 19th century gloom, this big-screen translation of Alan Moore's culty comic-book series falls to earth with an incoherent splat.

The experience of watching this movie is a marginal and moderately disappointing one.