There are plenty of PG and G movies that are equally enjoyable for children and adults. "Baby Geniuses 2" is not one of them.
I wasn't expecting Oscar material when I took my seven year old to see Bob Clark's latest film. But what unfolded was truly a bomb - neither funny nor coherent. Thank goodness these don't come along that often.
Other than a flatulence joke in the first 5 minutes of the film (now a requirement for children's cinema), the laughs were few and far between in the remaining 90 minutes of this movie. During the many long periods of boredom, many questions began racing through my head. Why are these babies talking? Why do we care? Why aren't they saying anything funny?
I can only assume that Jon Voight has a grandchild/godchild/nephew/niece, for whom he dedicated this performance. There really could be no other plausible reason for such an actor to associate with something with so little merit.
I wasn't expecting Oscar material when I took my seven year old to see Bob Clark's latest film. But what unfolded was truly a bomb - neither funny nor coherent. Thank goodness these don't come along that often.
Other than a flatulence joke in the first 5 minutes of the film (now a requirement for children's cinema), the laughs were few and far between in the remaining 90 minutes of this movie. During the many long periods of boredom, many questions began racing through my head. Why are these babies talking? Why do we care? Why aren't they saying anything funny?
I can only assume that Jon Voight has a grandchild/godchild/nephew/niece, for whom he dedicated this performance. There really could be no other plausible reason for such an actor to associate with something with so little merit.