Movie Reviews

Because absolutely no one was waiting for another Men In Black movie, someone decided it would be an utterly brilliant idea to release a sequel. Unfortunately, pretty much the only good thing you can say about ‘Men In Black: International’ is that it no longer features Tommy Lee Jones’ unmoving scowl.

This time around, Jones and Will Smith have been traded in for Tessa Thompson and Chris Hemsworth, a duo that previously showed they had chemistry in ‘Thor: Ragnarok’. Thompson stars as newly recruited Agent M, seconded to MIB’s London office and partnered with hotshot Agent H (Hemsworth). When an alien VIP is assassinated and a superweapon stolen, the pair realize there is a mole among the Men In Black. From there on, the plot (served up by Iron Man screenwriters Art Marcum and Matt Holloway) largely serves as a way to swoop Thompson and Hemsworth from one place to the next where they find and then lose the superweapon again.

Director F. Gary Gray puts in a valiant effort to keep the movie from falling apart entirely, but the script is so uninspired, devoid of feelings and utterly inane that even he doesn’t manage to keep this thing on the rails. Kinda makes me wish the agents’ neuralyzer was a real thing so I could forget I ever saw this movie.