The Night at the
Museum franchise has never been anything spectacular, but I’ve never felt
it was horrible or even actually all that bad.
The first film took a dopey, grade-school chapter book premise and made
something halfway decent for kids, effectively translating Ben Stiller’s then
still-relevant comedic stylings into something more kid-friendly while
encouraging a love of learning by making museum exhibits come alive. And while that’s definitely a laudable goal,
the films were, and continue to be, primarily for the kids rather than the
adults that have obligatorily brought them to the theater or bought the
DVD. The third installment in pretty
much exactly what you would expect it to be: a slapdash combination of recycled
jokes and a recycled premise, but with enough new material to keep kids happy
and really no one else.
If you’re somehow unfamiliar, Night at the Museum is basically an even more kiddified version of Jumanji, where a magic McGuffin brings
inanimate museum exhibits to life and wacky hijinks ensue. The hook this time around is that the
McGuffin, an ancient Egyptian tablet, is beginning to lose its power, and so
nightwatchman Larry (Ben Stiller) must venture with his exhibit friends to find
out how to keep the power from running out so that the exhibits can continue
living. To do this, they go to the
British Museum, which brings their exhibits to life as well. This is an odd mix of the rehashed plot of
the second film, that relied almost purely on cameos and new exhibits to see
brought to life, and of a new story to act as the bookend to the trilogy. As far as redundant children’s series go, you
can do worse.
Also paradoxically, the ones who will likely find this film
the most entertaining probably were only just born when the first film came out
almost nine years ago, if even born yet at all.
The jokes are skewed young, relying on urination, goo effects, and
repetitive dialogue to drive the biggest comedic set-pieces, which can be
admittedly grating if you aren’t suffering through for a child’s benefit. Ben Stiller’s comedy truly hasn’t aged well,
with his rambling conversational sketches quickly losing their edge if they
were even sharp to begin with. Perhaps
it’s the neutered kids’ material, but none of his delivery really ends up
sticking the landing.
And yet, I can’t really bring myself to call this a bad
film. It’s nothing I’d watch again, but
I’m most assuredly outside the target audience.
It’s rare to see a kids’ blockbuster with such a passion for education
and learning, and if that inspires kids to pursue their own self-betterment
through knowledge, then I can’t really place too much fault in the filmmakers’
intentions. The whole trilogy has
retained a pretty standard level of mediocrity, and the final installment
doesn’t stray too far from that safe territory.
If you have a kid, this probably isn’t a bad choice for them. I can’t really say there’s much of anything
here for you as an adult, but you will likely be able to appreciate the lessons
being instilled in the next generation.
So, you think Ben Stiller’s lost his touch? Or are you excited to see Zoolander 2 next year? Leave your thoughts in the comments below.
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