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Cocktail is a meandering, shapeless film, without the force of character to resist any of the cliches that come its way.
Cruise is beguiling with his smile and his swagger, but the script doesn't take us anywhere fresh when it leaves the barroom.
Los Angeles Times:
The pairing of old-hand Brown and young-hand Cruise may have been meant to remind us of Cruise and Paul Newman; if so, think of this as The Color of Counterfeit Money.
This vacant, misshapen film is basically an extended beer commercial that presents the world as a ludicrous place populated by sex-and-cash-and-booze-crazed zomboids. Cruise, meanwhile, comes off as a somewhat taller Spuds MacKenzie.
New York Times:
It is an inane romantic drama that only a very young, very naive bartender could love. How it got that way is difficult to understand.
The more you think about what really happens in Cocktail, the more you realize how empty and fabricated it really is.
If a visitor from Mars needed a crash course in sexism, this would serve.