Let’s get this out of the way right off the bat. Why is the film called “Little Fockers” when the kids are hardly in it? Unfortunately that is the least of this film’s problems.
I have always thought that it was best to quit while you are ahead. On second thought I don’t know if they were ever ahead with this film series. But that is a matter of taste, I guess, because the film series is a popular one. I’m pretty sure that run is over after this atrocity.
Some habits are hard to break. Like the suspicions that Jack Byrnes (Robert DeNiro – Heat, Ronin) feels towards his son-in-law, Greg Focker (Ben Stiller – Night at the Museum, Zoolander). Even though Greg has been married for ten years to Jack’s daughter Pam (Teri Polo – Meet the Parents, Beyond Borders), remained faithful, they have two kids, and has a good job.
Jack and his wife (Blythe Danner – The Prince of Tides, The X Files: Fight the Future) come to town to attend their twin grandkids’ birthday bash. While staying with Greg and Pam, Jack’s old suspicions flare up. He believes that Greg is having an affair with a beautiful young woman (Jessica Alba – Sin City, Fantastic Four), so he follows him around.
What is actually happening is that Greg is working a second job as a peddler for a pharmaceutical company recruited by the beautiful young girl, Andi. He wants to keep this second job a secret from Jack as he wants to appear like he is capable of taking care of his family. Greg has his hands full as Pam’s ex who still pines for her, Kevin (Owen Wilson – Marley & Me, Wedding Crashers), is back and reeling from the fact that his girlfriend left him.
The script is a sophomoric mess. It fluctuates between a silly sex farce to the getting more dull and predictable by the moment antagonistic relationship between Greg Focker and Jack Byrnes. With all the flip flopping you end up not even the slightest bit interested in either. Between Barbara Streisand’s (I’m so embarrassed for Babs!) character being a sex therapist who is obsessed with sex and the requisite penis joke (all Ben Stiller films have at least one) I could not take it. Filled with vomit jokes, enemas and erectile dysfunction the humour is tasteless and even more unforgivable it is unfunny. Stiff, awkward and humourless – not a good combination for a comedy.
It amazed me that the director of the smart and witty film “About a Boy” Paul Weitz (In Good Company) is also the director of this mess. He’s better than this and he is not the only one.
Owen Willson has to smarten up. He has talent, the likeability factor and decent looks. He does not have to take dog after dog to keep working. I mean a lot of his character’s time onscreen it is actually a stunt double doing silly acrobatics. It is so fake I thought I was watching a film from the 1930s. Does he really have such bad judgement or does he just love to work so much that he keeps selecting bad films to star in? If he keeps starring in bad films even they will dry up after a while. A little free career advice courtesy moi.
Though the film has a rather short running time (98 minutes) it will seem like longer as it is agonizing the whole way through.
-Alternate Opening: Wedding Dream and Morning Wakeup
-Alternate Ending: Treehouse
-The Making of A Godfocker: Behind the Scenes of Little Fockers
-The Focker Foot Locker