Little Black Book Reviews

  • It practically throws out its back with wackiness, but underneath, it nurses a misbegotten morality play.

    Scott Brown — Entertainment Weekly

  • Offering few laughs and a climactic scene of breathtaking cruelty, this sour comedy draws you against your will into its malignant force field.

    Stephen Holden — New York Times

  • Textbook chick flick.

    Claudia Puig — USA Today

  • It's not well scripted enough or well acted enough to do much of anything, save make anyone watching really hate Brittany Murphy for being so annoying and so incredibly unlikely as a cute twenty-something Diane Sawyer wannabe.

    Sara Gebhardt — Washington Post

  • If you think it's worth it to sit there for 97 minutes for three or possibly four laughs, then you are beyond help.

    Stephen Hunter — Washington Post

  • It's written more cleverly than you might expect, with occasionally funny one-liners ... and the good sense not to take itself too seriously most of the time.

    Janice Page — Boston Globe

  • It's no fun to side with Murphy's mean-spirited paranoiac, so we're soon rooting for the gynecologist to uncover a venereal disease, or for the chef to whip up some salmonella, or even for that Palm cradle to fall into the bathtub.

    Ben Kenigsberg — Village Voice

  • A screechy chick-flick relationship comedy with a lot of things working for and against it -- mostly against it.

    Jami Bernard — New York Daily News

  • Starts as the playful romantic comedy, then veers into an ensemble piece about ruthless careerism before settling for melodramatic self-obsession.

    Bruce Westbrook — Houston Chronicle

  • Part of the movie's problem is that it can't decide whether to be a romantic comedy or a satire of television. Unlike the most obvious example, 1987's Broadcast News, this movie's not smart enough to be both.

    Philip Wuntch — Dallas Morning News

  • Raises the question: When does a movie go from being an homage to being a parasite?

    Lisa Kennedy — Denver Post

  • We assume this is going to be a routine career-girl comedy, and we're surprised when it moves deeper into its subject until finally it's a satirical comedy about television that invades some of the same territory as Network or Broadcast News

    Roger Ebert — Chicago Sun-Times

  • An eccentric, boldly black romantic comedy.

    Robert K. Elder — Chicago Tribune

  • Set in the exploitive world of Jerry Springer-style confessional shows, Little Black Book suggests this unpleasant theme: 'Movies That Aren't Worth Your Eight Bucks, Let Alone Talking About!'

    Carrie Rickey — Philadelphia Inquirer

  • Built on a premise that is as predictable as it is thin.

    Jeff Strickler — Minneapolis Star Tribune

  • Filled with poor excuses for human beings, who are supposed to be funny in their utter disregard for their fellow man. But they mostly come off as sadistic and cruel, which isn't a great recipe for knee-slapping comedy.

    Bill Muller — Arizona Republic

  • It's not just that this schizophrenic relationship pic-cum-showbiz satire lacks so much as a single fresh idea; it lacks an entertaining way of presenting its stale ideas, too.

    Scott Foundas — Variety

  • The jaw-droppingly nasty second act is intriguing, but it veers into territory so dark that it sucks the air out of the bouncy chick flick that surrounds it, making for one confused -- and confusing -- comedy.

    Megan Lehmann — New York Post

  • One of those annoyingly coy romantic comedies in which people try to improve their relationships by deceiving and investigating each other.

    Jay Boyar — Orlando Sentinel

  • If it's hard to like the message and the characters in this movie, it's even harder to like the acting, though the casting is strong.

    Daphne Gordon — Toronto Star

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