Doesn't pay off.
| Original Score: 2/5
I looked at the ceiling, not casting my eyes heavenward for assistance but trying to find something more interesting to look at than what was on the screen. The ceiling won.
| Original Score: F
Anthony Anderson shows he can star in a movie without a kangaroo in this kidnapping plan gone crazy.
The thing looks like it was written in a week, directed in two, and forgotten about by all involved in less than three.
| Original Score: 1.5/5
Less amusing than being bound, gagged, and tortured.
| Original Score: 1/4
| Original Score: 0.5/4
Mean-spirited, unpleasant comedy about characters who are both nasty and stupid and who deserve every bad thing that happens to them. In fact, they deserve more.
| Original Score: F
Watching Anderson try to be funny is like getting a tooth pulled, or sitting through a Tim Burton DVD audio commentary.
| Original Score: D
Needless to say, as a cringe-worthy and excruciatingly awful comedy, you shouldn't pay a dime of King's Ransom.
| Original Score: .5/4
This slapdash comedy barely coughs up more than a couple of funny scenes as the story moves in predictable fits and starts before sputtering out of fuel half way through.
| Original Score: C-
Byrd haphazardly assembles a bunch of overly exaggerated caricatures and parades them around in a dissolving farce that has all the wayward charm of a botched lobotomy
| Original Score: 1.5/4
It is, quite plainly, like watching a movie that's trying to go out of its way to be horrible.
| Original Score: 1/5
Apparently New Line has less discretion that Kid Rock with a 10-beer buzz at a monster truck rally.
King's Ransom must have been funny for somebody, but I think the rest of us will be underwhelmed.
| Original Score: 2/4
If Hell does exist, I'm sure the only movie theatre in town will be playing nothing but Anthony Anderson movies.
The desperately unfunny kidnapping farce King's Ransom is the cinematic equivalent of trampled chewing gum on a subway platform.
None of this is remotely funny, despite screenwriter Wayne Conley's resorting to virtually every known stereotype about African-Americans and more crass references to menstruation and prison sex than have ever appeared in a movie rated PG-13.
| Original Score: 0/4
Merely a collection of antics clothespinned to a plot.
With the humor in this lazy farce about as subtle as a shotgun blast to the face, it's possible to see the whole movie as an accident, the cumulative result of haphazard negligence.
(Anthony) Anderson is funny, usually. Just not here.
| Original Score: 2.5/4