Avaliações do Metacritic

Like a giant balloon painted with Day-Glo colors, however, the whole gaudy mess wouldn't inflate without the force of Mr. Myers's comic genius. It's his baby, baby. And after three editions, it's still flying high.

The most consistently funny of the ''Austin Powers'' films.

Nothing to write home about, though nothing to stay home about either, especially if you're a dyed-in-the-polyester Powers fan.

The movie will leave you smiling forgetfully on the way out, and Myers will have done his job.

The latest installment in the Austin Powers series has stopped making much sense at all, but it sure gets its giggle on, and good.

With the jokes coming about one per second, you're bound to find something to laugh at. I found myself laughing a lot--even as I began to feel the whole thing wearing thin.

The gifted Myers lets his once and (I hope) future shag king get lost in an elephantine Hollywood franchise. The first time was the charm, baby.

The laugh always comes first, and Myers' puppy-dog tenacity to that cast-iron tenet of low comedy, disarming and even somewhat charming in the first film, now has an air of careerist desperation about it.

A step or two down from the first and second, but it has some very funny moments, and maybe that is all we hope for.

Goldmember comes after years of escalating vulgarity have thrown the need for caution -- and cleverness -- out of fashion.