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Detroit Free Press:
If the results are something less than inspired, they remind us there is godliness in silliness.
Ebert & Roeper:
... on at least three or four occasions, Carrey made me laugh so hard I had tears in my eyes -- and that's a heck of a trick.
The film, particularly in its first and last third, seems sadly devoid of imagination.
It's stunning how a movie about someone who gets to be the ultimate high-and-mighty could set its sights so low.
Eleanor Ringel Gillespie,
Carrey is utterly delightful, whether pulling off some hilarious pratfall or energizing the most mundane piece of dialogue.
Basically, Bruce Almighty is about getting Carrey to stop acting up. But without his misbehaving, there's no movie.
Los Angeles Times:
An unevenness of tone, which becomes manipulative in effect, echoes and compounds the unconvincing look and feel of the entire film.
A perfectly respectable Jim Carrey comedy that makes you feel as if you're right back in 1997, watching Liar Liar.
Globe and Mail:
The whole thing reeks of the formulaic, of a carefully packaged bid to propel the star back to his appointed place in the commercial constellation, all the while depriving him of the dark side that got him there in the first place.
Dallas Morning News:
Exactly what it looks like: a cute premise extended to feature length, with plenty of opportunity for Mr. Carrey to mug for the camera.
At the end of the day, Carrey is far more palatable and sincere under a devil's mask than a cardboard halo.
Although the movie never quite explores all the heavenly possibilities, it does provide some wicked chuckles.
New York Daily News:
When Carrey is doing his thing as the Almighty, histrionically whipping up one miracle after another and relishing the power, Bruce has you spring-cleaning your lungs with laughter.
New York Observer:
Mr. Carrey gets some of his biggest laughs in years by playing up the darker side of his character's small-mindedness.
A woefully underwritten motion picture that starts out as a dumb comedy before taking an ill-advised detour into mawkish sentimentality.
A charmer, the kind of movie where Bruce learns that while he may not ever make a very good God, the experience may indeed make him a better television newsman.
The laughs in Bruce Almighty are thinly spread across a vast, bland cake of uplifting sentiment.
Carrey seems engaged in a kind of war with his own best comic instincts.
Director Shadyac and his three scriptwriters prove much more fallibly flawed than their omnipotent hero.
Everyone is well cast and no one more perfectly than Freeman, who is far more God-like than George Burns ever was.
There's remarkably little done with a premise snatched from high-concept heaven, adding yet another file to the growing cabinet of under-realized comedies.
Bruce takes over for the vacationing deity, but despite an initial surge of jolly, somewhat cruel chaos (as when he forces the new anchor to unreel paragraphs of gibberish on camera), things soon turn soggy.
[Carrey] is so gifted a physical comedian that even mediocre material shines in his talented hands.
Something between an indiscretion and an atrocity, in the key of that most human yet loathsome of self-indulgences, vanity.