"One of the most beautiful films ever made."
— Moira MacDonald, Seattle Times
"The greatest film about ballet ever made."
— Melissa Anderson, L.A. Weekly
"Profoundly serious, sublimely innocent, yet deeply and mysteriously erotic."
— Peter Bradshaw, Guardian
"It has a quicksilver grace and variation of mood unlike anything else you've seen."
— Anthony Quinn, Independent (UK)
"The Red Shoes is artistically perfect, but it asks us to acknowledge the human cost."
— Kevin Maher, Times (UK)
"The film is voluptuous in its beauty and passionate in its storytelling. You don't watch it, you bathe in it."
— Roger Ebert, Chicago Sun-Times
"The three principal dancers, Moira Shearer, Leonide Massine and Robert Helpmann, are beyond criticism."
— Variety Staff, Variety
"The Red Shoes showed me I could transcend who I was born as and become who I knew I was supposed to be."
— Sara Michelle Fetters, MovieFreak.com
"Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger's ode to the agony and the ecstasy of dancing is still joyous and moving even if you watch it through filthy, cracked sunglasses."
— David Fear, Time Out
"The Red Shoes was shot in three-strip Technicolor, a process that's no longer used because of expense and technical complexity, but one that yielded some of the most spectacular images in cinema history."
— Joe Morgenstern, Wall Street Journal
"A look beneath its lushly romantic surface reveals a dark, complex sensibility, and that surface, rendered in the somber tones of British Technicolor, reflects a fantastically rich cinematic inventiveness."
— Dave Kehr, Chicago Reader
"Wrapped up with gorgeous sparkly colour, off-the-beaten-track classical music selections, and a sinister edge that perfectly catches the ambiguity of traditional as opposed to Disney fairy tales, this remains a luminous masterpiece."
— David Parkinson, Empire Magazine