Never have I yearned more for an ending than during this weak pointless montage of randomness. My very soul dipped in and out of consciousness while my physical skin pealed like a banana on a monkey tree. Where did the lovable Greg go? did he die and then was replaced Ben Stiller, who then went and married Pamcakes? This diverted attempt of unexplained character exchange made me feel as tough the sun had disappeared and a ball of fecal matter had replaced it.Weak "jokes" and typical escapades sucked the life out of me like a child to a sippy cup.This film to me was "A Little Focking Pathetic" Thank you.Romeo jah McHugh

Little Fockers is the third in a not that great franchise which are a group of silly (but relatable) comedies about embarrassing families which happen to feature amazing actors. There's not a lot of plot; Ben and Robert (Both deserve so much better) arguing again. Same as always. I would like to talk about the good parts of this movie but there aren't any. Seriously. There isn't one funny moment in this film. But, surely we have to laugh once, right? It's a comedy isn't it? This is not a comedy. This is a lazy, pathetic loser of a movie which clearly just wanted to make money, while humiliating every single one of its stars in the process. The direction, script and acting are all dreadful, and the film is so half hearted it doesn't make even the slightest impact. Normally, I write longer reviews but I'm not going to here. This is the laziest movie I've ever seen. If it didn't care why should I? 0/10

Greg Focker (Ben Stiller) is more successful, and drug rep Andi Garcia (Jessica Alba) is proving to be a beautiful temptation. Jack (Robert De Niro) is distressed after Dr Bob left Debra and he has a heart attack. Jack decides to anoint Greg as the Godfocker. However, the return of Kevin (Owen Wilson) and the beautiful Andi leads to misunderstandings, doubts, and conflict.This movie suffers from a lack of funny gags. The cat is barely here. The kids don't add much comedy. Jessica Alba is hot, but her character should be a lot more funnier. The movie needs it. The only saving grace is the family relationships. And in this one, I like Greg a lot more. It's like a get together with old friends but the new material isn't working. There is only so much that De Niro can do with his stink eyes.I also don't understand the title. I assumed this was more about the kids. Instead the kids add little more. The better title would be 'The Godfocker'.

I probably like "Meet The Parents" as much as the next person (i.e. sorta kinda) but dear God, how did they ever squeeze a trilogy out of such a thin premise? Having Robert De Niro play a strict father-in-law is a great fetch, but six hours of it? Credit where credit is due: "Meet The Fockers" at least gave us the illusion that it wasn't completely useless. I mean, it didn't actually add anything to the original's happy ending, but at least it had its funny moments and also bothered to answer the question "who the hell names their kid Gaylord?". "Little Fockers" can't even give you something like that and feels satisfied with being a discount version of the first one. Greg is still neurotic, Jack is still paranoid and Pam still has no character traits whatsoever, you've seen it all before and it doesn't even distract you with jokes. Seriously, I've never seen a comedy that so rarely tries to go for a laugh. There are like two or three attempts at big set pieces throughout the movie (all fail), the rest is just endless bickering to pad out the running time. Pretty much everyone involved deserves a lot better than this.