In this task, you are given product reviews about dvds. The goal is to classify the review as "POS" if the overall sentiment of the review is positive(the reviewer is satisfied) or as "NEG" if the overall sentiment of the review is negative(the reviewer is not satisfied).

[EX Q]: Big Fat Hit . My Big Fat Greek Wedding is a great movie! My mother loved it when we saw it in theaters, and I got it for her for Christmas and she still loves it. Great movie
[EX A]: POS

[EX Q]: What TIME is it? . When Prince decided to embrace R&B and eschew rock and roll in his original compositions, he became just another act, IMHO.  His work from 1999 up through Sign O' the Times was nothing short of genius, but for some reason he decided to turn his attention away from groundbreaking, genre-busting work and concentrate more on being a run-of-the-mill R&B and funk revue - complete with dance troupe and annoying horn section.    This is Prince Vegas-afied. He's become a caricature of his former self.  Listen to his older stuff like "Ballad of Dorothy Parker" or "Lady Cab Driver" and compare it to the dreck he's come out in the 90's.  It's like night and day.    Prince dances, sings, plays guitar (underwhelmingly) all over this DVD, but it just feels like Prince has become a cheap, glitzy version of himself. And the "Jeebus" stuff gets real ridiculous real quick as well.    I'd love to see Prince just strip it down to a four or five piece band (sans horns) and get back to being about the music and not the spectacle.  He could have been one of the great music stars in history, but he's decided instead to just be another R&B revue... shame, really.    That said, The Time comes to DELIVER THE GOODS, and kicks His Royal Badness to the curb with great performances of "Jungle Love" and "The Bird".  I'd have rather seen them headline the DVD!
[EX A]: NEG

[EX Q]: The devil's in the details . Mostly notorious when it was released in 1987 for featuring wholesome sitcom star Lisa Bonet in a sex scene with some nudity (and thereby supposedly offending Bill Cosby), ANGEL HEART has acquired quite a reputation as a cult film since then, some of which is quite deserved for its astonishingly beautiful cinematography and editing. Some of the compositions (particularly two repeated overhead shots of stairwells, one in Harlem and one in New Orleans) are among the most stunning of any film from the 1980s, and the set decorations are similarly out of this world. Though there's also Mickey Rourke's beautiful youthful face (pre-boxing injuries) to be gazed upon, there's really little else to recommend this movie, even if its big twist at the end catches you unawares: the film is basically constructed as a rebus, with various visual (seeming) non sequiturs keying you in to the big narrative surprise at the end. But the big horror moments have almost no suspense built into them, and the acting is fairly shoddy: O'Rourke gives a real hambone performance, and Bonet must be the dullest voodoo priestess ever to appear onscreen. You know what you're in for when the characters have names like "Harry Angel," "Louis Cyphre," "Toots Sweet," and "Epiphany Proudfoot"; even the beautiful look of the film can't overcome the shallowness and dispiritedness of the script
[EX A]:
NEG