Virtually every actor in "Sidewalks" gives a performance that is just begging for better, more challenging material.
| Original Score: C
Wants to be a realistic, Woody Allenesque look at the way New Yorkers date now ... but the whole thing is like a sheet of plastic veneer on particleboard.
| Original Score: 3/10
Burns needs to break into something new that doesn't revolve around love and lust.
| Original Score: 2/4
Edward Burns is fast turning from American indie success story to bad Woody Allen imitation with his tired tales of Manhattan.
| Original Score: C-
It's about made up people...with made up problems that have their origins in the movies, not real life.
| Original Score: C+
"Sidewalks of New York" writer-director Edward Burns has managed to find the five or six least engaging people in New York to waste 107 minutes on.
| Original Score: 1.5/4
| Original Score: 5/10
A comedy/romance for the under forty crowd obsessed with sex, relationships, fidelity, and their neuroses.
Burns, who started strong with The Brothers McMullen, has sunk deeper and deeper into irrelevancy with each succeeding film.
After a while, you start wondering where this movie is going, and then it goes nowhere.
| Original Score: 2/4
Wears out its welcome fast because of its artistic pretensions and self-absorbed characters.
[Burns] has a hard time finding a central idea, some overall point that isn't borrowed or trite. Or both.
Such a negligible romantic comedy that its main distinction is fleeting shots of the World Trade Center in the background.
It all feels terribly contrived, like something that Woody Allen could have written in a fitful sleep.
Overall, there are some amusing moments, and Graham makes the most of her thankless role, but this one can wait for the video release.
Burns misses a chance to make a witty, observant film about contemporary sexual politics; instead, he comes up with his usual by-the-numbers portrait of lovesick New Yorkers.
A Charmed Life---Men are pigs and women play games in "Sidewalks of New York."
It simply brings nothing new to the table, and thus has little reason to exist beyond writer-director Edward Burns' desire to make a film because he can.
Neither as funny nor as truthful about the pitfalls of relationships as it thinks it is.