Arguably the least-anticipated sequel of the year, Men in Black III undoes a lot of the damage caused by the listless, lackluster 2002 follow-up that sucked the life out of what could have been a quirky, lively franchise and left dormant for a decade. MiB3 may have a arrived too late to fully revive the series (less face it, it’s been too long), but it does tie things up nicely.
Will Smith and Tommy Lee Jones reprise these roles as Agents J and K, respectively, the highly trained duo who police the assorted extraterrestrials secretly living on Earth. J is still a flippant smartass, K is still crotchety and terse, and it all seems overly forced and familiar until the story kicks into gear when alien fugitive Boris (Jemaine Clements of Flight of the Conchords and Flight of the Conchords) escapes from prison (on the moon), travels into the past to settle a score with K by erasing him from history, and paves the way for an invasion. J follows Boris to 1969 in an attempt to restore order, and partners up with K’s younger self (a perfectly cast Josh Brolin).