San Francisco Chronicle by Bob Graham
Handsomely weathered John Hurt, as Pelagia's father, gives a performance of such unhackneyed dignity that it provides a moral compass for the action and helps to keep the ricocheting emotional content of the film in balance.
Every role is miscast. Whose idea was it to have the boyishly British Bale play an illiterate Greek peasant, or the elegant Hurt a gruff-voiced country doctor? Cruz’s run of bad luck in American movies continues.
Probably the most horrifying stuff I've seen all week.
TV Guide Magazine by Frank Lovece
The able cast brings these emotionally complex characters to life, while making Shawn Slovo's occasionally lyrical dialogue sound perfectly natural.
New York Daily News by Jami Bernard
Grand passion, secrecy, world politics and mortal danger provide a heady mix for this spectacularly beautiful movie. If only the accents were as reliable as the azure of the sea.
Chicago Reader by Lisa Alspector
Strives for comprehensive coverage of its theme of forbidden love.
Washington Post by Michael O'Sullivan
The real problem is not the maudlin script or Madden's travelogue touch. It's Cage as Corelli, a miscasting that turns the normally volatile, edgy performer into little more than a spokesman for the Olive Garden.
The result is far from perfect, but to its many merits, add timing. You never get a movie with this kind of story in mid-August.
Chicago Sun-Times by Roger Ebert
In this film there is a scene where something is said in English pronounced with one accent, and a character asks, ''What did he say?'' and he is told -- in English pronounced with another accent.
Seattle Post-Intelligencer by William Arnold
Ultimately, it's a surprisingly empty experience.