Diary of a Wimpy Kid movie reviews
This week's bookish movie, "Diary of a Wimpy Kid," was born from the phenomenally successful YA series by University of Maryland alum Jeff Kinney. (Fear the Turtle! Beat Houston! Sorry, a sudden attack of March Madness) The books, which recount the trials of middle schooler Greg Heffley, have sold millions upon millions -- the most recent, "Dog Days," had an initial press run last fall of four million. (Are there that many wimps in America?) Kinney calls himself a "failed cartoonist" (he drew a strip called Igdoof in college and had hoped to syndicate it), but he certainly has built a winning franchise. All four of the Wimpy Kid books are in the top 35 of USA Today's best seller list, and they're sure to climb after the movie opens Friday -- possibly even dislodging some of the "Percy Jackson" books. Here are some early movie reviews:
Chicago Tribune -- Any good episode of "Malcolm in the Middle" or "Ned's Declassified School Survival Guide" had the stuff this film doesn't: the cleverly hyperbolic touch that takes the audience a step or two away from comic realism, fruitfully.
Variety -- [I]it's an enjoyable ride -- albeit one infused with enough gross-out moments to make you feel relieved you've left middle school far behind.
Roger Ebert -- It isn't as good as "A Christmas Story," as few movies are, but it deserves a place in the same sentence. Here is a family movie you don't need a family to enjoy.
Village Voice -- Diary of a Wimpy Kid is sweet and funny at either end, but in between, it sags with endless repetition of gross bodily functions and Greg's torment at the hands of larger, angrier, or more popular kids—in that order.