Avaliações do Metacritic

The surprise here isn't that 15 Minutes isn't a masterpiece; it's that the movie works at all.

A cynical, savage satire about violence, the media and depravity. It doesn't have the polish of "Natural Born Killers" or the wit of "Wag the Dog," but it's a real movie, rough edges and all, and not another link from the sausage factory.

Big, loud and lurid, but no less entertaining for that.

The Czech Republic and Russia, the respective homes of Emil and Oleg, should sue.

The unearned air of moralism that wafts through 15 Minutes pollutes its entertainment value.

15 Minutes settles into Richard Donner-style goulash.

It takes a concerted effort to make a movie as relentlessly stupid and grating as 15 Minutes.

Is less an end in itself than an excuse, a jumping off point for showy, contrived, borderline exploitation sequences that fail to tie together because they're not really there to do anything but sell themselves as money shot thrills.

If Detroit had produced an equivalent lemon, we might have been seeing the world's first one-wheeled, square-tired car with no cooling system, steering wheel or brakes.

It all adds up to one of the most brazen pieces of blame-shifting in exploitation-picture history.