Ed (John Lithgow) spends his life preparing for disaster – hoarding food and supplies, obsessed to the point of destroying relationships with his family. When he meets Ronnie (Blythe Danner), he thinks he’s found a like-minded soul. But love is rarely smooth sailing.
I was so bored during this. I’m a huge John Lithgow fan (not just from the amazing Third Rock from the Sun, but find recordings of him reciting poetry – perhaps on the Selected Shorts podcast. He’s fabulous), but even his presence couldn’t make this work for me. Just when I thought I couldn’t take any more, something finally happened… and then the credits rolled. I just didn’t get it, though it was nominated for awards at a few festivals, so perhaps I’m on my own on this one… wait… no, I just had a look at Rotten Tomatoes. I’m not the only one.
The ensemble is back; first, it was meet her parents, then meet his. Now, there are kids and they are having a birthday party, but things go astray. And crazy astray.
I was on board for the first two. Yes, there were a few things that I needed to suspend my belief for, but I went with it. But for this? They lost me totally. From the moment Jessica Alba arrived as a drug representative and stepped in for a bottom-related procedure in the hospital, it lost me. Not even a fist fight between Robert De Niro and Ben Stiller across a series of kids equipment was worth it.
Now that peace has been made between Greg Focker (Ben Stiller) and his soon-to-be-wife Pam’s (Teri Polo) parents Jack (Robert De Niro) and Dina (Blythe Danner), they must meet his family. They are far from ‘normal’ – sex therapist Rozalin (Barbra Streisand) and house-husband Bernie (Dustin Hoffman). Of course, it is a whole weekend that they must have to get the maximum ridiculousness of the situation.
It is totally silly, much like the first. And while it is a similar creature to the first, it is different. Not better, really, and not worse as such. Actually, probably a bit worse. But adding Dustin Hoffman and Barbra Streisand was just a nice addition. If it’s on telly and you can bear slapstick, go for it. I wouldn’t race to hire it, but I also wouldn’t switch channels.