Agent J travels in time to MIB's early years in the 1960s, to stop an alien from assassinating his friend Agent K and changing history.
In a summer hardly starved of comic-book properties, this redundant extension of a series that ran out of gas a decade ago doesn’t need a neuralyzer to be forgettable.
MIB is showing its age in as much as it has become infected with the Transformers bug, symptoms of which include trying too hard to dazzle the audience with hardware and special effects rather than make 'em laugh with lo-fi jokes.
Haven’t we moved on from this? And if we have, why can’t they?
[Smith's] energy and charm is still infectious but you wish he’d found a better vehicle for his comeback.
As Spinal Tap’s co-lead guitarist Nigel Tufnell once said, "It's like, how much more black could this be? And the answer is none. None more black." Enough with the black.
The movie’s a mixed bag, but a cheery, sunny, nifty-looking one, whose emotional strokes count for more than its predecessors’ surly attitude. As Will Smith’s first film in four years, it’s also a handy reminder that he can carry a bit of undemanding summer escapism more nimbly than anyone.
It's like a cross between Looney Tunes and The Naked Lunch – a hallucinogenic popcorn movie you can safely forget the moment it's over. So bring on Men in Black 13!
Nearly out of this world.
After the calamitous MiB2, this third one looks almost classy.
Rumoured to have cost up to $215million, Men in Black 3 is this year’s biggest-budget bomb.
It may be a big improvement on Men in Black II, but it could have been a lot more fun.
Moderately enjoyable.
Silly, lightweight, completely unnecessary but surprisingly fun.
Despite some good moments, Agents J, O and K are missing an E.
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