Little Fockers
Director: Paul Weitz
Cast: Robert De Niro, Ben Stiller, Owen Wilson, Blythe Danner, Teri Polo, Jessica Alba, Dustin Hoffman, Barbra Streisand

Some things have changed, but mostly they’ve stayed the same. Greg and Pam Focker now have twins who are about to turn five. The grandparents come to Chicago for the birthday party, and the famously suspicious father-in-law Jack once again finds new reasons to question his son-in-law’s credentials as a member of his extended family. Meet the Parents was a likeable and well-observed comedy, and Meet the Fockers a repetitive but surprisingly funny sequel which introduced the other half of the family. To call the third instalment formulaic, would be an insult to formulas everywhere. This is a mechanical and uninspired studio product which makes it to 90 minutes by padding up the same old Jack vs. Greg scenario with aimless side plots about the latter one’s inadequacy to earn extra money as an erection pill spokesperson, to finish his house renovation or to get his kids enrolled in a pretentious pre-school. This time the jokes revolve around poop, vomit, erectal dysfunction and constant repeat of the word “Focker”. Not particularly funny. Dustin Hoffman and Barbra Streisand briefly reprise their roles only to provide continuity, and Harvey Keitel appears in a new thankless role as a laid-back contractor. Jessica Alba, on the other hand, is terrible as a bubbly drug company rep.