Christian Science Monitor by Peter Rainer

One thought that occurred to me while pacing myself through Flypaper: With the economy being what it is, will there be a rash of bank robbery movies?

The Hollywood Reporter

Given a bit of breathing room in the breathless script, Dempsey and Judd might have been able to develop some convincing chemistry, but relationship dynamics get squeezed out by relentless plotting.

The New York Times by Rachel Saltz

Full of indie mannerisms - compulsive swearing, jokey violence, quirk-laden characters - Flypaper can't quite manage to find a style or a comic groove of its own.

Variety by Dennis Harvey

Strenuous and just fitfully amusing.

The A.V. Club by Scott Tobias

Everything and everyone acts as cogs in a relentless plot machine that keeps twisting and twisting like an annoying little gizmo on Christmas morning.

New York Daily News by Elizabeth Weitzman

It's a mess from start to finish, but there's still fun to be had in Rob Minkoff's caper comedy.

Time Out by David Fear

It isn't long, however, before the film's caricatured bad-guy shtick starts to wear gossamer thin, and an overabundance of "clever" twists-no one is [Yawn] who they seem to be! - begins to sap whatever little goodwill has been built up.

New York Post

In the end, there's just a roomful of decent character actors in search of a point. For them, the titular Flypaper may have simply been a paycheck.

Village Voice

Slick, manic, excruciatingly hollow entry in the exhausted subgenre of misfit bank-heist comedies.

Observer

Every once in a while a movie comes along that is so bad it makes you feel terrible for everyone involved. Flypaper, a new indie that's little more than a haphazard assemblage of clichés, clunky camera tricks and cringe-worthy dialogue, is just such a film.