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11 reviews · Provided by Metacritic.com
- 65MovielineMovielineFox and Rourke embody Lily and Nate's lost souls with vulnerability that's at once strikingly sincere and strange, particularly for two actors renowned for their impunity both on and off screen.
- 63New York PostKyle SmithNew York PostKyle SmithEven when scary, Murray is somehow funny, too, and he steals the show as always.
- 50IndieWireEric KohnIndieWireEric KohnThe reality is that Passion Play has a few good ideas that simply don't hold together. More of a miscalculation than an outright dud, it takes the form of a wildly surreal western fantasy, something that Chilean madman Alejandro Jodorowsky ("El Topo") could have executed with more rigorous invention.
- 40The Hollywood ReporterRay BennettThe Hollywood ReporterRay BennettIf the degree of laughter at the wrong moments and the number of walkouts at the Toronto International Film Festival are any indication, the film will appeal only to the most fondly indulgent.
- 20Time OutJoshua RothkopfTime OutJoshua RothkopfYou can take the phoenix-rising actor out of straight-to-video trash, but-well, you know the rest of it.
- 16The A.V. ClubKeith PhippsThe A.V. ClubKeith PhippsPassion Play doesn't overreach so much as it overindulges in aimless pacing, inert acting, and a romance maudlin enough to make "Twilight" look restrained.
- 10Los Angeles TimesRobert AbeleLos Angeles TimesRobert AbeleInexplicably filmed in a handful of styles - including, bizarrely, obviously processed shots - by cinematographer Christopher Doyle, Passion Play would be midnight-movie fodder if it weren't so drearily wrapped up in its wounded-male aesthetic and a clumsy approach to art-movie moodiness that was abandoned in the '80s.
- 10Wall Street JournalJoe MorgensternWall Street JournalJoe MorgensternEvery now and then a movie's awfulness rises to the level of mystery.
- 10The New York TimesStephen HoldenThe New York TimesStephen HoldenYou might reasonably assume that any movie starring Mr. Rourke and Mr. Murray would have to have something to recommend it. But aside from a haunting musical interlude, in which Mr. Rourke, with pathetic ineptitude, mimes playing a trumpet, Passion Play is barely palatable.