"It’s not that The Artist is bad (although it drags so much in the middle that it comes very close), it’s that The Artist is a trifle. There are nice moments in the film, some lovely moments, but they never add up to anything with meaning, to anything with weight or anything with impact. If The Artist truly were from the period it’s about, it would be a minor film that occasionally played on TCM at 3AM, and about which even hardcore silent film fans wouldn’t care much." -Devin Faraci
"I guess you could make some kind of argument that Peppy, the avatar of the talkies, and George, the symbol of the silents, form a bridge to the future of cinema, but that would be putting a lot more weight on filmmaking than The Artist actually does. There are a couple of winks and homages to the earliest years of the movies, but they’re not particularly incisive, and the film seems to have just about nothing to say about film - silent or otherwise." - Devin Faraci
"here are small pleasures to be found in The Artist, the homage to silent movies that is, for most of its running time, also silent. Beautiful black and white cinematography is always a joy to behold on the big screen, and there are some very nice shots. There are a couple of laughs, and the film features one of the great modern dog performances.
But there’s not much else to be found in The Artist. Shockingly empty, mostly bland and often kind of boring, The Artist is a fine technical exercise but offers little else beyond the gimmick of a silent film in 2011. Worst of all, The Artist doesn’t even make a particularly convincing argument about why we should care for silent film." -Devin Faraci
"'The Artist' isn’t much of a film, but its success at a time of crisis reflects faith in the power of the imaginative eye—the increased awareness and alertness that cinematic vision entails. The year’s best films actually accomplish what 'The Artist' merely alludes to: they expand the visual realm to expand the inner life."
- THE NEW YORKER