Men in Black II (
PG)

 


Men in Black 2 (or 'MIIB' - as those entertainment brand people would have us know it) sees Messrs. Smith and Jones reprising their roles as the alien-thwarting, planet-saving and yet undertaker-attired Agents Jay and Kay, respectively. There is the slight twist (so you don't confuse this film with the first) of Agent Kay (Jones) having retired and erased his memory, so the pertinent information for this film's planet saving is not so easy to access. He has, as all self-respecting paranoids should, though, left himself clues as to what he has chosen to forget and so the planet-saving may continue.

 

The basic story-line is well, basic and runs along the lines of many otherworldly programmes (Buffy et al): One person or object is the key to a certain races' future but if the wrong ie evil person(s) find it first then the result will be both the destruction of this race (and usually Earth too so we, the audience, don't feel left out) and granting this bad person eternal life and gargantuan powers. In this case the evil person is really a messy bundle of apparently very hungry snakes, but on arriving on earth the first human picture it encounters just happens to be that of an underwear model, so this exterior is chosen so it can 'blend in'. Obviously this left me musing over the many storylines that could have ensued, if an advert for say, an athelete's foot powder, had been found first.

My main concern had been that the humour quota for this pairing and scenario had been used up in the initial MIB (those brand people are so clever) so this film would be, like a disappointing pizza, rather soggy in the middle. But crunchiness is kept, largely due to Jones' dead-pan humour (show me another actor who can still garner some respect whilst dressed in Post Office issued shorts and knee length socks) and the return of gizmos, flash car and the gun-toting, French-wannabee worms. Oh yes, and some singing life in a Grand Central Station Locker, which came a close second to the socks.

There is also one of the most surreal endings of a mainstream film for quite some time, to which I can only attribute: a) the writers being at a loss b) the writers having a little chemical help or c) the writers thinking that nobody would notice. It is quite possible (actually, very possible) that none of these are correct, but whatever the reason, it doesn't really matter. The sequel doesn't go as far as others, such as Toy Story II, in surpassing the initial installment, partly because we know what to expect this time round. But for giggles, gags, guns and a little bit of goo it's worth it.

Liz Buckle 22.07.02

Li