Jackie Chan and Owen Wilson reunite after the successful run (financially, at least) of Shanghai Noon several seasons back.The adventure this time, slightly manipulating the formula of the first, has the unlikely duo traveling to London in order to avenge the murder of Chanís father and free his sister from incarceration. Noon was tepid at best, playing with the degradation and hybridization of westerns, and placing two totally anachronistic characters into the setting. Ostensibly, the set-up was easily enough copied, and so these two sore thumbs should stick out in any ordinary setting. But the sequel merely carries on in the most indistinct direction the game of the first initiated: coincidental-historical and fictional names (Jack the Ripper, Arthur Doyle, Charlie Chan, Sherlock Holmes) and then the screen-flashing fight sequences and choreography. Chanís own dexterity is never called into question, and his array of stuntwork is all very well rehearsed, but they hardly differ from the same thing in his other, unfranchised movies. And to settle the perpetual argument in the movie as to whom is whose sidekick, Wilson is the Tonto to Chanís Lone Ranger.
Directed by David Dobkin.[Not to be bothered with.]