Metacritic reviews

It's so determined to be crude, vulgar and offensive that after a while I grew weary. Abbott and Costello used to knock out funnier movies on this exact intellectual plane without using a single F, S, C, P or A word.

In spite of some prominently featured green slime and power-beam weaponry, it won't make anyone forget "Ghostbusters" anytime soon.

It sticks in the craw. The whole movie does.

If this movie wanders into your neighborhood, the only watch that will hold your attention is the timepiece on your wrist.

It should be funnier. It should be better. Instead, it just sort of is.

What's onscreen feels as half-assed and juvenile as it was probably always envisioned to be, suggesting an umpteenth retelling of "Invasion of the Body Snatchers" by way of "The Hangover," or perhaps a far less inspired version of "Attack the Block" transplanted to small-town Ohio.

You're unlikely to laugh much, and you may get an unexpected case of the non-art-imitates-bad-life creeps.

The Watch is awfully lightweight, and while it earns its R rating via some comic gore and a whole lot of hyper-sexualized tomfoolery, it's hardly the best work of anyone involved.

Ben Stiller and Vince Vaughn play the guys they always play in this sci-fi comedy misfire.

What's perhaps most off-putting about the movie isn't its increasingly stale humor, but the way it ultimately validates its characters' worst impulses.