Spy Kids 2; Stuart Little 2
The first film had pint-sized super-spies Carmen and Juni Cortez (Alexa Vega and Daryl Sabara) rescuing their kidnapped super-spy parents Gregorio and Ingrid Cortez (Antonio Banderas and Carla Gugino). This one finds Carmen and Juni fully employed as spies at the government agency OSS, competing for attention and promotions against rivals Gary and Gerti Giggles (Matt O'Leary and Emily Osment; the latter is Haley Joel Osment's kid sister, and looks so much like him it's spooky). The absurd opening setpiece has the four spies racing against the clock (and one another) to save the president's daughter, who's climbed to the top of a fearsome amusement park ride called the Juggler (it's right next door to a ride called the Vomiter). She's pilfered a device known as the Transmooker, which shuts down all electrical devices across the planet (or something like that). The device falls into enemy hands and finds its way onto the title island, which is populated by gene-spliced, pun-enhanced monsters (a spider monkey, a pig that can fly) and lorded over by a mad scientist named Romero (Steve Buscemi; I'm assuming the character's name is an homage to horror film pioneer George Romero). The junior agents pilot submarines, climb mountains, fall down volcanic shafts and do battle with henchmen known as Magna Men, so called because they fly around on hovering magnets, and have metal hats that allow the super-magnetized mothership, a retro-50s flying saucer, to snap them up at the touch of a button.
The adventure is supposed to belong to the kids alone, but the adults can't stay out of it for long; Gregorio and Ingrid hop in a super-submarine and go looking for their brood, and Ingrid's super-spy parents (purring tiger Ricardo Montalban and pop-eyed dame Holland Taylor) tag along, complaining the whole time that the young 'uns just can't do anything right.
While it's marred by a certain crazed, trashy quality?I could have done without the camel poop joke, even though it went over like gangbusters with the kids in the audience?Spy Kids 2 doesn't feel packaged or safe. It gives Antonio Banderas the license to be funny, and he is; his Gregorio is the most macho, self-serious, neurotic spy in movie history. Scene for scene, it maintains a slightly disreputable edge, and there are times when it actually seems to take its philosophical underpinnings seriously. (Romero, who's spent the past few years hiding from the monsters he made, muses, "Do you think God stays in heaven because he's afraid of what he's created?") A spotty script and an inability to define both the plot and the villain prevent the picture from being excellent, but in a kids' summer this weak, "fun" and "surprising" aren't bad adjectives to claim.
Framed
If your view of adult entertainment is shaped by faux-serious "documentaries" like HBO's G-String Divas, check out Stripped, a documentary by former exotic dancer (and New York Press contributor) Jill Morley that opens in New York on Aug. 9 at the Screening Room. Partly inspired by her stage play True Confessions of a Go-Go Girl, it establishes the adult entertainment world as a stratified realm, just like any other industry. The dancers who work at glitzy topless clubs can do pretty well, while the dancers who work at go-go joints don't do well at all?and they're all essentially an exploited class, contract labor without a contract (or clothes). Morley lets her subjects vent about fake breasts, sexism and the lack of medical and other benefits. All more or less admit that if they had it to do over again, they wouldn't go into stripping; they were poor and felt they had no other choice. It's tough, real stuff?and the ending is powerful.