Get ready to be Bourne again. Probably the best threequel of the summer, The Bourne Ultimatum keeps to the same seamlessly smart, hair-raising action of the first two installments.
Whereas Will Ferrell & Co.’s Anchorman only seems to click on way-past-your-bedtime HBO, Talladega Nights clicks on most cylinders, and the star shows why he’s mainstream comedy’s best hope to bring in the money and the funny.
You, Me and Dupree manages to keep us mildly amused, mostly due to Owen Wilson’s infectious charm. But unlike some of his other comrades in comedy, a lot of Owen doesn’t necessarily spell success.
This plane-crossing load of malarkey is not altogether awful until two-thirds in, the exact point when the music stops, you see the abysmal finale coming at you like a brick-loaded train, and you wish you'd rented The Ring instead.