Annie and Night at the Museum: Secret of the Tomb screened on the same night at the same time. I hate movie musicals. Lip-syncing doesn’t work for me, and besides, 1982’s poorly done Annie was enough for me. So I chose Night at the Museum.
About 10 minutes into Secret of the Tomb, Annie started to look pretty good.
That leads to something that isn’t a secret. The first two Night at the Museum movies sucked. So does the third. Just not as badly as the other two. In fact, I laughed in two places and I can’t say that about the first films.
Here’s the not-so-secret secret about The Secret of the Tomb, and it’s the real draw: The movie is Robin Williams’ last. It’s the last we’ll ever see of Mickey Rooney too. He has a very short and sarcastically sweet cameo.
Never miss a local story.
Security guard Larry Daley — played again by Ben Stiller — learns the amulet that brings all of the museum exhibits to life is cursed and unless something is done, it will cease to work forever. The answer is at a museum in London. So Daley packs up the amulet and the exhibits and heads overseas.
There, new characters are introduced. Once night falls and the amulet does its thing, they tear up the museum just like — yawn — the first two movies.
Stiller hems, haws and stutters his way through the third unfunny version. Williams gets the focus, but his last performance is as ho-hum as the first two times he played President Theodore Roosevelt.
The movie’s bright spot is the introduction of comedienne Rebel Wilson as the London museum’s security guard. She’s not in it much, but you do get the sense at the end that Wilson may be the focal point of a fourth movie if director Shawn Levy and his writing and producing team want to do another one.
Hopefully — hint, hint — he won’t.