A family of three encounter a strange alien like creature in the
kitchen of their family home in Brooklyn. The Men in Black shortly
arrive on the scene to Neuralyse the family, but little do they know
that the little girl was not asleep as her parents had said. She
remembers every detail and has even met the alien. She would spend the
next 20 (circa) years trying to find that mysterious agency. Eventually
she does, and they are so impressed by her resourcefulness and
determination they hire her and send her off to London where it’s soon
discovered that there is a mole in the agency.
The first Men In
Black is a highly celebrated classic. It’s smart comedy, effective
chemistry between the two contrasting leading performances and
interesting themes of migration (where aliens lived on earth mixing,
invisibly, among humans) gave the film charm as well as thematic depth.
Since then though the MIB franchise has steadily declined, become
stagnant, and eventually culminated in the worst film of the franchise.
The
reason why the fourth film is the worst of the franchise lies in the
quality of the writing. The story is the weakest aspect. It might be
considered a plot spoiler, but if it’s so blindingly obvious it can’t
that bad of a spoiler. There is a mole in MIB and realistically it is
one of two people. Due to the way movies work with red herrings, it’s
not the obvious suspect, it’s not the one the movie wants you to suspect
so it has to be the other one. Once you’ve clocked who is leaking the
valuable information, the plot becomes nothing more than a meandering
escapade to various parts of the globe.
This wouldn’t be so bad
if the characters were fun to watch, but they’re not. Tessa Thompson and
Chris Hemsworth are good actors and have shared good chemistry in the
past (as shown in Thor: Ragnorok). However, there’s no sign of that
cracking chemistry here. Chris Hemsworth is basically playing Thor
without the jokes whilst Tessa Thompson’s character has nothing
noteworthy to make her memorable. Perhaps it’s the result of the awful
jokes (that small alien is so annoying) or lacklustre direction from the
normally reliable F. Gary Grey but the chemistry between the two stars
is so lacking that their star power can’t help us through a dull and
lazy film.
It’s nice to see a bit more of the world of the most
top-secret organisation as the film trots across the globe from New York
to Paris, but the GCI aliens lack the passion that went into Rick
Baker’s designs. Lacking in thematic material, MIB: International feels
the most stripped down and basic version of the story that the studio
could have given us.
1.5/5
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