Family-patriarch Jack Byrnes wants to appoint a successor. Does his son-in-law, the male nurse Greg Focker, have what it takes? Little Fockers continues the success of the first 2 films and the end result is another great film packed with great perfomances, some new faces like Harvey Keitel, Laura Dern, Jessica Alba and Kevin Hart also some great hilarious moments like a fight between De Niro and Stiller, a Jaws Reference and an insane after credits remix with Jack Byrnes. Fans of the original 2 films will love this film, everyone else? should avoid it for better or for worse i guess. (10/10)

The third, probably the last, and definitely the least of the "Focker" trilogy. All the principles return, only this time there's no real idea what to do for a story and thus this thing veers all over the place. Despite its title, the script is not really about the offspring of Ben Stiller's loins, either. Robert De Niro's character has a heart attack, and so he begins to think about having Gaylord Focker (Ben Stiller) as his successor. Trouble brews when dad has yet another contrived reason to mistrust his suspicious son-in-law. Dustin Hoffman and Barbra Streisand make very limited appearances as Gaylord's parents. It's not without a very rare chuckle on occasion, but it's a hit and miss-miss sequel that is easily skipped. ** out of ****

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.

Little Fockers is such a massive decline that it must be some kind of joke on the part of any combination of director Paul Weitz (perhaps a subversive plan to kill a franchise he was not a fan of with his first (and let us hope only) entry), writers John Hamburg and Larry Stuckey (the former, maybe, enjoying steady work with the series after the success of the first movie; the latter possibly assuming he could coast on the coattails of his partner), and/or the cast (if we go with the hypothetical assault on the audience's sense of dignity, no doubt laughing themselves silly at the sight of the paycheck). This is all a theory, needless to say, but it's the more polite way to look at the end result. If it's not a cruel hoax, then it is the product of almost total incompetence.Greg Focker (Ben Stiller) and his wife Pam (Teri Polo) are now the parents of fraternal twins (The "joke" is that the boy (Colin Baiocchi) has a smaller frame while the girl (Daisy Tahan) likes fighting and playing with army toys). Their birthday is approaching, which means the grandparents will be coming into town. Greg's father Bernie (Dustin Hoffman, in a role of such size that screams contractual obligation) is in Spain learning Flamenco, while his mother Roz (Barbra Streisand) now hosts a national television show about sex, for which she frequently uses her son's life as an example.