As in the previous two films, Greg is determined to win Jack's respect, while Jack looks endlessly for flaws in Greg's character. This time, Jack is faced with his own mortality and decides to appoint a successor as the head of the Byrnes clan. With his son-in-law as the only clear option (the thought of passing his legacy on to his own children never occurs to him, strangely enough), he puts Greg through his paces. Eager to prove he can assume the role of the... (ugh) "Godfocker," Greg take steps to show he's responsible enough to take the reins.
To make some extra money, Greg lets a saucy young pharmaceutical rep (Jessica Alba) talk him into promoting an erectile dysfunction pill. Cue dozens of unfunny boner jokes. Jack accidentally takes said pills. More jokes about boners, priapism, old dudes and a dash of homophobia. Alba runs around in her underpants and there are "misunderstandings" the likes of which we haven't seen since "Three's Company." Boy, thanks for making number three, guys.
Speaking of Jack's family, Teri Polo and Blythe Danner return as his daughter and his wife, respectively. Danner sails through the movie without a care in the world, as if her trailer is well-stocked with Chablis. Polo is the only one who appears to have had enough of Greg's and Jack's shenanigans. Every look says, "really, you're still doing this?" She's also the only one who looks like a real person. The newly bobble-headed Stiller seems to have dumped the everyman schtick in favor of tight sweaters and tanning beds.
As Greg's nemesis, Kevin Rawley, Owen Wilson seems confused as to which film he's stumbled into. Basically playing an older version of his "Zoolander" character, Hansel, spouting platitudes from various eastern religions from the comfort of his enormous mansion. Kevin exists only to remind Jack (and Greg) of everything Greg is not. But only they seem to think Kevin is a viable replacement for Pam. The audience certainly doesn't.
Harvey Keitel makes an all-too-brief cameo as a crooked contractor, while Barbara Streisand and Dustin Hoffman make an appearance as Greg's free-spirited parents. Only Hoffman appears to have had any fun in making this film at all. Perhaps because of the sweet deal he's rumored to have made on the film's profits in exchange for his appearance. Looks like he had the right idea. Fock them before they fock you.
| Movie title | Little Fockers |
|---|---|
| Release year | 2010 |
| MPAA Rating | PG-13 |
| Our rating | |
| Summary | Please, let it end. Just let it end. |
