The reviews lean mixed to negative, and the one thing nearly every critic agrees on is Rowan Atkinson. His timing, his face and his physical comedy are praised even in notices that dislike the film around him, and several reviews name the same moments: a rooftop chase, a wheelchair chase, a gag built on a chair that will not sit at the right height. More than one critic says the simpler the gag, the better it lands.
They part over whether Atkinson is enough. The negative reviews, which outnumber the positive, find the script lazy and the invention thin, and The Guardian argues the slapstick fails to use Atkinson’s talent properly. The spread is wide: Eye for Film finds the film smarter and more fun than expected, while Digital Spy finds it stale and deeply unfunny. Slant, alone, saves its warmth for Gillian Anderson.
