Moonwalkers blends a strange mélange of Swinging Sixties, drug-addled humor with that slow-motion, gangster gunplay that Guy Ritchie trademarked in his early work.
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The whole isn't greater than the sum of its parts, but the various detours coalesce into an amusing wannabe-cult curio.
The A.V. Club by Ignatiy Vishnevetsky
By the umpteenth scene where the “joke” is that one of the characters is on drugs, the movie’s strained wackiness becomes wearisome.
Washington Post by Michael O'Sullivan
Neither Grint nor the hoax subplot are compelling enough to hold our attention. Perlman, on the other hand, is a commanding, if peripheral, presence, diverting the focus of the film from silly historical speculation to the tale of a damaged psyche.
The New York Times by Neil Genzlinger
Though Mr. Grint and Mr. Perlman both come off credibly, the movie is practically laugh-free.
The Playlist by Oktay Ege Kozak
Moonwalkers takes a brilliant idea and runs it to the ground thanks to a confused and illogical screenplay, an atonal execution, and a bizarre addiction to Tarantino-level gleeful ultra-violence awkwardly crammed into what was obviously supposed to be a biting satire.
Chicago Sun-Times by Richard Roeper
This is a cheeky, madcap romp, with exaggerated views of 1960s American stereotypes about Brits and vice versa, featuring terrific performances by Perlman and Grint, a most unlikely and most likable buddy duo.
Los Angeles Times by Robert Abele
A famously crackpot conspiracy theory, psychedelic humor and arty ultraviolence make for dreary bedfellows in the scattershot British comedy Moonwalkers.
Nothing in Moonwalkers matches Perlman's performance, but he frequently elevates desperate-to-please gags to stoner-comedy greatness.
New York Daily News by Stephen Whitty
Moonwalkers is supposedly a comedy. So its clever conspiracy quickly goes disastrously wrong.