“I demand to have some booze!”
An over complicated message leads the son to a map and a mysterious island via some gargantuan plot jumps. The son is lacking in restraint. A pilot and his crafty prostitute daughter (Vanessa Hudgens) tag along to be sulky and garrulous. The step dad is a gasbag, the pilot is a leather-skinned lothario and there is bad acting all round. There is bad CGI and I wonder where the blue bird from the end of the first film went?
This sequel is extraneous and over-extended morass of plot illogic despite the mini elephants and giant butterflies. The son is a disobliged blowhard who needs reintergrative shamming. The son’s vehemently hostile grandfather (Michael Caine) shows up to be cruel and coarse. Sweat stains vanish and this film is not well-nuanced and has a lax script.
I want to see the self-aggrandising Hank’s abs. The son doesn’t get the gravity of being shipwrecked, he is too busy chasing the annoying shameless little sexpot flirt and poking around the lost city of Atlantis while disregarding authority and being acrimonious. Hank elucidates sense as they look for Captain Nemo’s Nautilus.
The island is sinking, but don’t worry the mini elephant herd can swim underwater. Scenes from ‘Back to the Future’, ‘Return of the Jedi’ and ‘Jurassic Park’ are ripped off and a 3rd film in the saga is set up based on ‘From the Earth to the Moon’. No thank you, this was a sappy mess.
“Watch the lizard.”
“I trust gravity.”
“Nobody’s going to see your kelp.”
“We are literally walking on eggshells.”
“My large friend.”
“Come on bird!”
“What the heck were you drinking?”