During the closing credits [of The DaVinci Code], rather than applaud, Cannes’ traditionally tough audience fell into a sustained silence punctuated only by the occasionally disdainful catcall. ~E! Online

There is some small satisfaction that a notably good film director in Ron Howard managed to produce the DVC movie in such a way that it has been widely panned as dull, plodding and generally bad. Given the shlock he had to work with, it is not surprising that the movie is a critical failure. However, knowing the inverse Cannes-to-box office ratio that exists in this country, the more the critics there hated it the more moviegoers here will think it was profound and brilliant. But maybe not. Maybe the absurdity and dreariness of the story’s heresy and its apparently painful adaptation to the screen will bore even the most insipid DVC fan.