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Los Angeles Times:
A light comedy, pure and simple (and hardly unfamiliar), but its makers sustain its energy through the unraveling of an intricate plot and bring to it a certain edge through a witty, sharp sense of observation.
Paul Clinton (CNN.com),
Incredibly boring, poorly written, half-conceived, self-serving film.
Globe and Mail:
There's no sign of the writerly derring-do that is really essential to daisy-chain storytelling.
New York Magazine/Vulture:
Everybody vamps and preens as if it were amateur night in SoHo, and a few of the performers, such as Kate Hudson, appear ill-used.
A tepid affair, distinguished by bland character development, uninspired and insipid dialogue, and a nonexistent plot.
Seeing a film like this helps you to realize that actors are empty vessels waiting to be filled with characters and dialogue.
Mary Elizabeth Williams,
Though it has its moments, 200 Cigarettes fails to make an impression because it doesn't have anything new to say about men, women or even Gloria Vanderbilt jeans.
San Francisco Chronicle:
A succession of pointed little moments, nicely written by Shana Larsen and acted with comic assurance and sensitivity.
Nothing much happens, and that's the point, but all this wheel spinning could have used more grease.
A twentysomething comedy with a brain-dead script, unflattering lighting and 16 performers in search of a scriptwriter.