Metacritic reviews

Death to Smoochy is often very funny, but what's even more remarkable is the integrity of DeVito's misanthropic vision.

It's good -- no, great -- to see Williams as a mean rat bastard.

In general, parodies may not rely overmuch on plot, but they need more in this department than Death to Smoochy possesses.

Resnick has crafted an ambitious, if extremely uneven, character study.

Starts out as such a deliciously savage satire of TV kiddie shows that it's a shame it swerves out of control and over the top, sliding into tedium before pulling together for a clever, if protracted, finish.

So off-the-wall that it may well ultimately acquire the cult status of Resnick's earlier Chris Elliot vehicle, "Cabin Boy."

This black-comic assault on family entertainment is going to set a lot of teeth on edge -- If only his (De Vito's) material were better this time.

Williams, going full throttle as the desperate deposed kiddie icon Rainbow Ralph, is, well, simply exhausting.

All noise with very little fun, and almost no restraint.

It's hard to pinpoint where things go wrong.