88

New York Post

By Kyle Smith
I still can't believe I Melt With You went there. Over the top, off the hook and just plain bonkers, it makes its mark.
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75

San Francisco Chronicle

By Mick LaSalle
You know how I realized I actually liked I Melt With You? I kept talking about it, and at one point, in the middle of mocking it, I accidentally referred to it as "a good picture." That's when I realized, yes, it really is good, albeit in ways that are different from other movies.
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70

The Hollywood Reporter

By Todd McCarthy
A compelling and disturbing drama about some elemental male issues.
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35

Movieline

By Michelle Orange
In another light the group's - and the film's - portentous resolution looks a lot like quitting, in true slacker style.
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30

Village Voice

Stylish cinematography and an awesome punk-and-new-wave soundtrack make the early, music-video-like montages of debauchery at least trashy entertainment, but the film's second half couldn't be more contemptible.
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30

Variety

By Robert Koehler
A weekend romp for four middle-aged buddies devolves into a drug-fueled, suicidal hell in Mark Pellington's ill-conceived and executed I Melt With You, a work of extreme self-indulgence.
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20

Time Out New York

By Joshua Rothkopf
An excruciatingly awkward stab at generational sympathy, I Melt with You presents a quartet of thickening college buddies gathering at a Big Sur rental house to mourn their lost ambition.
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20

New York Daily News

By Elizabeth Weitzman
It almost seems unfair to mention that Carla Gugino shows up as a cop 80 minutes into these overlong proceedings; by then, viewers who walk out would never even have known that she was involved.
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12

Slant Magazine

By Nick Schager
The only thing more narcissistically indulgent than the film's repugnant protagonists is Mark Pellington's iPod-scored, visually flashy, thoroughly hollow directorial celebration of them.
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0

New York Observer

By Rex Reed
A disastrous catalog of flaws, all accentuated by dilated, out-of-focus cinematography. The coke-snorting, booze-guzzling and vomiting add up to nearly two hours of frustration, anesthesia and pointless, self-indulgent excess. They should have called it "I Vomit With You." There's plenty of that too.
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26 out of 100
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