The results are mainly awful, and even Roth got saddled with a mannered part that he can't comfortably play. full review

Four of the hottest indie directors--Anders, Rockwell, Tarantino, and Rodrigues--miss a unique opportunity to display their idiosyncratic talents resulting in a tedious anthology in which 2 segments are inept, one barely decent, and one OK (guess whose) full review

The less said about this career-denting fiasco, the better. full review

Sounds better than it is. full review

Four Rooms asserts itself as a goof so laboriously and aggressively that you almost feel pinned back in your seat. full review

Four Rooms has to be one of 1995's major disappointments. full review

The segments are uniformly weak. full review

Four Rooms has been cut substantially since a disastrous September reception at the Toronto Film Festival, though it's hard to imagine it running any longer.

The four segments are widely different in quality. On the useful scale of the Michelin guides, one is worth a trip, another is worth a detour, and the other two are a colossal waste of bandwidth. full review

The result is a batch of shrill, self-indulgent sketches that turn so wretched in spots you start to wonder if the filmmakers wanted them to be bad. full review