national treasure: book of secrets
… is unbelievably bad. That’s a play on words. It’s terrible because it’s so ridiculous the first one seems like an article in New Yorker. “Phoned this one in” is being far too generous.
Nick Cage (The rock, face/off) has reduced himself to a freshman understudy in a production of “Christmas Carol.” His lines were delivered with the same interest I put into munching a cheese sandwich.
I wanted to like it. I wanted to. Hell, I liked the first in all it’s haze of ridiculous and flood of absurd, but this one fell short in every way. The effects were obvious and annoying. The direction wasn’t entertaining. The “action” was forced and preposterous.
So many things wrong, so little time. Don’t waste any money on it. Disney’s doing just fine without your help.
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