This self-styled self-reflexive comedy asks the question, just how stupid are teenagers?
This is one sharp pussycat.
Aaaaah, what a classic!
| Original Score: 2/4
Their cool-to-be-cruel stance is too hip for the room and a likely turnoff for preteen girls who don't like fluff balls laced with bile.
| Original Score: 3/5
When on work release from the Von Trier festival, I like such cheap thrills.
The concept is so hypocritical, it's like Britney Spears calling Christina Aguilera underdressed and overexposed.
It's amazing that writer-directors Deborah Kaplan and Harry Elfont sustain this in-jokey screwball punk musical satire as long as they do.
It's a prefabrication railing at prefabrication.
Nothing more than a cutesy movie strapped with a bad and obvious idea: marketing gone amok.
I've seen NBA games where the advertising was more discreet.
Give it this much: The movie's got bounce.
| Original Score: B-
If this live-action adaptation of pop-cultural piffle isn't proof of moviedom's creative poverty, nothing is.
| Original Score: 0.5/5
It's okay as far as it goes.
It's hard not to wonder if the real point of the joke -- that kids are controlled by corporations -- wasn't just to create a 95-minute marketing vehicle.
You feel the movie getting bogged down under its thesis, which is a half-baked conspiracy theory to begin with.
What saves Josie and the Pussycats from its predictable, sour plot (and its dark, ugly visuals) is its playful spirit.
Juicy, fruity, cunningly subversive.
Gruelingly self-referential, substituting sarcasm for irony.
More fun than you'd expect.
A cautionary, almost sci-fi stab at how hollow our consumerist society can become.
Has substance to match its sparkle, sassiness and, yes, volleys of girlish squealing.
| Original Score: 3/4
Josie and the Pussycats are not dumber than the Spice Girls, but they're as dumb as the Spice Girls, which is dumb enough.
| Original Score: 0.5/4
Mindless glitz-o-ramas don't get any snazzier.
Girl-pop fans might find themselves drawn to their local record store in search of the soundtrack, no subliminal messages needed.
Gets a lot of mileage out of its spirited performers and their peppy music.
| Original Score: 3.5/5
If its ragtag heroines are as wholesome as ice-cream cones and as skimpily dressed as Hooters servers, at least they are not conformist mallrats.
Dippy, funny, and fast-paced enough to be a guilty pleasure.
Makes high fun out of lowball entertainment.
There have been too many movies trading on old TV shows for another one to inspire anything but weariness.
What we have here are three boring actresses playing three boring characters in one boring movie.
| Original Score: 1/4
Admittedly has its moments of pop culture-skewering pleasure.