Most critics like it, and the praise falls in two places: Christopher McQuarrie’s script and the ensemble that delivers it. The reviews describe a labyrinthine puzzle that keeps its grip from first scene to last, credit Singer’s discipline behind the camera, and say the film holds up to a second viewing, which is not something every twist-driven thriller can claim. Several note a dry, wicked humour running under the double-crosses. Later assessments treat it as a fixture of the 1990s neo-noir revival rather than a period curiosity.
The spread is wide. The two dissenters, RogerEbert.com and Slant Magazine, make the same complaint: the film is built to serve its twist and there is little underneath once the trick is known, with character motivation giving way to manipulation. The New York Times, broadly approving, also finds it short on emotional depth. Even admirers admit it can be maddening, and The New Yorker spots one weak link in the cast.
