John Beckwith and Jeremy Grey, a pair of committed womanizers who sneak into weddings to take advantage of the romantic tinge in the air, find themselves at odds with one another when John meets and falls for Claire Cleary.
It has taken 10 years, two little Fockers with wife Pam, and countless hurdles for Greg to finally get in with his tightly wound father-in-law, Jack. After the cash-strapped dad takes a job moonlighting for a drug company, however, Jack's suspicions about his favorite male nurse come roaring back. When Greg and Pam's entire clan--including Pam's lovelorn ex, Kevin (Owen Wilson)--descends for the twins' birthday party, Greg must prove to the skeptical Jack that he's fully capable as the man of the house. But with all the misunderstandings, spying, and covert missions, will Greg pass Jack's final test and become the family's next patriarch, or will the circle of trust be broken for good? Written by
Dustin Hoffman initially declined to reprise his role as Bernie Focker, being unhappy with the script, and the replacement of director Jay Roach with Paul Weitz. However, both Hoffman and Universal eventually agreed on him shooting 6 scenes. See more »
When Greg starts backing up the truck, it's clearly centered on the paved driveway. When everyone is running to rescue Jack after the sand spillage, the truck has been repositioned several feet to the left of where it was and the wheels are now on the grass. See more »
I speak from the heart, off the cuff, like my man, JC at the Sermon on the Mount. I think that's what you've always admired about me.
Well, I got news for you. You're not Jesus.
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The end credits sequence has a scene where Jack watches a remixed video of Greg on Youtube making fun of Jack at a press conference. See more »
Let's hope the little fockers know it's time to terminate the franchise.
Because there are no big issues at the Little Fockers house, little issues drown it in nonsense so that humor can barely breathe. Patriarch Jack Byrnes (Robert De Niro) thinks his problematic son-in-law, Greg (Ben Stiller), should be his heir to the "godfocker" role. Greg (previously in life named "Gay' for Gaylord) accepts and spends the rest of the film showing he is not qualified for the responsibility.
Thence come the pratfalls and pranks that comedies rely on for laughs when they lack the wit to laugh by lines. The most exciting but humorless action comes in the delicious form of Jessica Alba, a pharmaceutical rep bent on seducing Greg, a male nurse who could help her company promote a new erectile enhancing drug. Sadly already this year Love and Other drugs with Jake Gyllenhaal as the rep for a Viagra pill covered the erection action with a bit more verve.
When even Owen Wilson as flaky Kevin Rawley, admirer of Greg's wife, Pamela (Teri Polo), doesn't get as much as a smirk from me, then I know I am in an underachieving comedy. At least the dog in this movie does not masturbate (see Due Date); it just swallows a gecko. Not much funnier than one of the Focker kids puking at the dinner table. I need say no more.
The Focker franchise is lucrative, and Stiller, De Niro, and company are a talented bunch, so I am an optimist that their next reunion may hold an amusing concept with lithe lines. Not.
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