Co starring Bradley Cooper, Ed Helms, Justin Bartha, Heather Graham, John Goodman and Melissa McCarthy.
I went in expecting a rehash, again of the first two films, but the 'writers' of this dreadful series did something unexpected. They decided to do something different and came up with a plot. Not that they should have bothered it hasn't helped.
First things first though! The good news - and there's two bits!
- ONE: This isn't the worst film of the series!
- TWO: This third installment in the tired, vile and unfunny series should hopefully be the last.
The plot has the Wolf Pack hunting for Chow from Mexico to Las Vegas because he's robbed drug baron, Marshall of 21 million dollars. And apparently on that simple sentence, this film got green lit.
Don't get me wrong, this isn't a complete laughter free-zone. No sir! There's plenty to chortle at, well actually there isn't, but my mom told me that if you haven't got anything nice to say, try saying nothing.
I did giggle once and smile twice more. And I'm sure I heard someone else in the theatre laugh, although that might have been someone choking on popcorn, or stifling a yawn.
3/10 - don't bother. Not even Melissa McCarthy can save this lazy, tired, bored, laughter-free excuse for humour.
There is an amusing sequence just after the first end credits, which sadly shows you where this film should have started, not ended.