The movie never rises above a style-over-substance exercise.
—Sheri Linden Los Angeles Times
Though the setup is pure Raymond Chandler (Farewell, My Lovely, specifically), the film's bleary, neon glamour and penchant for the bizarre suggests an attempted-and wayward-homage to David Lynch.
—Michelle Orange Village Voice
For a noir, the film is way too talky and convoluted, yet for a physics lesson, it's trash.
—Kyle Smith New York Post
A compendium of bad dialogue, worse acting, and blandly noirish settings...
—Andrew Schenker Slant Magazine
Without Antonio Banderas, The Big Bang would be a whimper of a movie, too awful to watch.
—Kirk Honeycutt Hollywood Reporter
With its red lighting and Hades-like smoke and fog, the lurid look of The Big Bang suggests a tacky disco inferno. I have a mental picture of the film's creators, stoned out of their minds on who knows what, cackling crazily as they outline a movie that would have more appropriately been titled "The Big Goof."
—Stephen Holden New York Times