The landed joke % is not very high, but is otherwise pleasant enough.

Basic sweeping epic.

Unobjectionable, as long as you don’t think too hard about things like Frosty crying until he gets a woman constructed for him (to his exact specifications).

Has the production feel of softcore porn, except with a talking dog. Oh wait, those might not be mutually exclusive.

Quality writing.

Had a good chance of being terrible, if not for Crowe’s performance.

Absurd throughout, but Johansson makes a meal out of it, and it’s never boring.

Interesting yet shallow survey of some renowned minds.

Sweet and benign.

Like Hitchcock’s “Lifeboat”, except with the unsatisfied wish that every character die immediately. Also fish puppets.