| A waste of film, time, effort, and energy from all involved. I'm not sure what the point was here, really. I mean, you go through the trouble of getting Will Smith and Tommy Lee Jones back, you get Barry Sonnenfeld, you get several million dollars from a movie studio … and you forget to get a script (or even a story) that's worth a damn? I mean, this movie was called "Men In Black II" but it seemed like it was set in an entirely different (and much less fun) universe than the first one.
I've never understood Hollywood's inability to grasp what I consider to be a very basic and simple tenet of entertainment: Don't use too much salt. I mean, salt is good, we all like salt … but nobody orders "salt soup." Nobody wants Lot's wife. And Frank, the talking dog that was the "salt" of the original Men In Black, adding just the right amount of flavor, is the Lot's wife of this movie; a pillar of salt that overwhelms the taste of everything else. Just because "a little bit of talking dog" was great in the first movie, we don't need "talking dog as the frickin' third lead character" of this movie.
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