Eu, Robot

By adeptly combining action and ideas, it proves that Hollywood can still produce astonishing entertainment.

The film's accumulation of unnecessary complications, bad visual choices, one completely superfluous character (LaBeouf), and tonally inappropriate quips makes us distractedly ponder the limits of human rather than artificial intelligence.

Even with its flaws, I, Robot still computes to being a warm-weather winner.

Pardon me if I've seen this before.

In the end, I, Robot is just an assembly-line product of a not very advanced model.

This sci-fi action adventure, loosely based on the writing of Isaac Asimov, is impressive for Patrick Tatopoulos's production design but depressive for the juiceless story.

It's much more of an action flick than either Metropolis or Blade Runner, but there's a provocative and visionary side to this free adaptation of Isaac Asimov's SF classic that puts it in the same thoughtful canon.

The result is a cluttered, awkward blockbuster that's just smart enough to get itself into trouble.

It's spectacular entertainment, though under the direction of Alex Proyas it also has a darkly apocalyptic visual scheme.

For all its flaws, I, Robot is arresting to look at.

Strives to be so many things that it ultimately falls away to nothing, a heap of expensive metal parts.

Performances, plot and pacing are as mechanical as the hard-wired cast.

A failure of imagination.

... a slick, consistently entertaining thrill ride ...

Rather than a thoughtful adaptation of a venerated piece of sci-fi lit, we get a dumbed-down litany of deliberate clichés and digital white noise.

Succeed on its own terms as an entertaining mid-season popcorn movie.

Substandard Will Smith action-hero vehicle.

[The screenplay is] good enough to keep things moving, to supply Smith with one- liners and to provide an excuse for the compelling backdrop.

A middling entertainment.

For the most part, this is thrilling fun.