It may never break through the genre ceiling to become something more, yet it is smart, exciting and funny. I had a good time with it.

Only a director of Francis Ford Coppola’s considerable ability could make something this disjointed and ridiculous so dull.

The two main performances are good, however, the script undermines them with one twist too many and a conclusion that falls flat.

While ambition can be welcome, sometimes going back to the classics feels oddly fresh. That is definitely the case here.

As much as I enjoyed the first one, this is even better.

I liked it, yet it feels like it could’ve been a lot more.

It feels like the filmmakers watched a couple of eight-year-old boys play with their toys, then adapted it into a movie.

At the story level, this is a success. Unfortunately, it fails at most other levels.

It is a noticeable step up from the original and makes a return trip to Pandora seem a lot more inviting.

It is about nothing less than the joy to be found in an ordinary life. Here is a word to describe it: delightful.