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(- 2002 -)

Original Title Men in Black II Director Barry Sonnenfeld Genre Action, Comedy, Sci-Fi Released 2002-06-26 MPAA Rating Rated PG-13 for sci-fi action violence and some provocative humor. Rated 5.7

Plot Summary

It has been four years since the alien-seeking agents averted an intergalactic disaster of epic proportions. Kay has since returned to the comforts of civilian life while Jay continues to work for the Men in Black, the highly funded yet unofficial government agency that regulates all things alien on earth. While investigating a seemingly routine crime, Jay uncovers a diabolical plot masterminded by Serleena, an evil Kylothian monster who disguises herself as a sexy lingerie model. It's a race against the clock as Jay must convince Kay--who not only has no memory of his time spent with the agency, but is also the only person alive who has the expertise to save the galaxy--to reunite with the MIB before Earth is destroyed completely.

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Tommy Lee Jones as Agent K , Will Smith as Agent J , Rosario Dawson as Laura Vasquez , Lara Flynn Boyle as Serleena , Johnny Knoxville as Scrad/Charlie , Rip Torn as Zed , Tony Shalhoub as Jack Jeebs , Patrick Warburton as Agent T , Jack Kehler as Ben , David Cross as Newton , Colombe Jacobsen-Derstine as Hailey (as Colombe Jacobsen) , Peter Spellos as Capt. Larry Bridgewater , Michael Rivkin as Man with Harvey the Dog , Michael Bailey Smith as Creepy , Lenny Venito as New York Guy

IMDB User Comments

I love the opening credits. Where did they find that font? I want it. In white, sprawling generously over shots of stuff happening in outer space, it's more than attractive; it's positively intriguing. I'll go so far as to say that the opening credits sequence could well be the handsomest of any released in the year 2002. It ought to be. It's clearly where all the effort went. The film itself has us glancing at our watches and saying, "Yeah, whatever," almost before the first line of dialogue is spoken. Tommy Lee Jones's character has been pulled out of retirement on some phoney pretext, and he too looks bored (certainly he goes well beyond deadpan). He virtually yawns as he delivers the final "revalation". It's as though he's simply making it up with the camera rolling, not caring much what he says, but knowing that whatever he says, everyone else will be forced to play along, and then it will be over, and we can all go home. I must admit I've never fully understood the appeal of the first film, but it's clear that Barry Sonnenfeld understands it even less. It has something to do, you can hear him thinking to himself, with Tommy Lee Jones looking deadpan, Will Smith wearing sunglasses, and aliens. Very well then: three times as much of each for the sequel. Cram them gimmicks in. Never mind that whatever appealed to us about Jones and Smith's characters has been lost – EVERYTHING about their characters has, in fact, been lost – and that the aliens, underneath their brash, zany schtick, are all crushing bores. Rosario Dawson is as lovely as she was in the vastly superior "Josie and the Pussycats". She's easily the best thing to happen to the film. She tries to make us feel that it's more than a big goof-off, and while the attempt comes across as just one more cynical ploy, SHE does not. I'm in love.

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