Here's a trailer for Little Fockers, the threequel in the epic and groundbreaking Meet the Parents triology. We are in the future, Ben Stiller and his wife have kids, and Bob De Niro is still doing his comedy thing.
The first of these pictures was funny, what with Stiller doing his awkward shtick and De Niro staring him down, playing against type and doing another iteration of his familiar tough guy business at the same time. There were some relatably horrifying domestic moments — being the last to wake up for breakfast, breaking something valuable in a relative stranger's home — and it was an enjoyably squirmy ride with, duh, a happy ending. But then the second came out and it was also about Dustin Hoffman and Barbra Streisand doing some weird New Age Borscht Belt thing and everyone just sorta all mashed into each other and I feel like the whole thing took place on a lanai? It still made oodles of money, so it's not really a surprise that they've gone and done a third one here, but where's the comedy if Stiller and De Niro have been living in relative harmony for, like, ten years now? And they've added such a strange medley of new actors, including the dreadfully unfunny Jessica Alba, the hopefully just doing it for a paycheck Laura Dern, Harvey Keitel, and, perhaps most curiously, Raven-Symoné. Seems like a bit of a mess to me. Oh and there's a Robert-De Niro-Has-An-Enormous-Boner joke that is... chilling. Ah well. At least we get to see the delightful Blythe Danner do her WASPy, vaguely boozey thing. That's always grand.