The Fockers are back, with another dose of outrageous misunderstandings, and embarrassing situations.
The third film of the franchise, this time we see Robert De Niro’s character, Jack, looking to shape his pitiful son-in-law Greg (Ben Stiller), into a worthy successor as head of the families. As usual with the relationship between Jack and Greg, there is plenty of macho posturing, unfortunate incidents (some involving a flirtatious co-worker played by Jessica Alba), and loggerheads when the two differ on how to run a family.
Now that Greg and his wife Pam have kids, the film takes on a more sentimental atmosphere - Greg spending time in the film looking round good schools for them to go or trying to get his dilapidated house ready for their birthday party. But, his plans go typically awry when the in-laws get involved, and soon the future of his relationship with Pam comes into dangerous territory.
The film follows the same formula as the other Focker films, plenty of awkwardness and cringe worthy moments. Stiller is his usual man-being-pushed-to-the-edge, and De Niro his same suspicious self. It’s a formula that works, and the movie throws up some funny scenes, but nothing original really happens, and that’s where the movie highlights the need for this franchise to end.
We get the Focking point.
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