The ordinary business of motivation is of far less importance than the general atmosphere of cartoony retribution and doom. It’s a potent slice of goth fantasy anarchy.

The film is haunted by a reworked script that may be weighed down by Lee's memory, making it a bit of a morality play and a little faux sentimental.

Alex Proyas's pulp revenge fantasy, based on a comic-book saga by James O'Barr, is dark, moody, and seductively overwrought; it's an amazingly pure expression of morbid adolescent romanticism.

The Crow easily overcomes its camp and inconsistent CGI by simply being itself.