Are We Done Yet?

You gotta appreciate a movie that dares to call itself what the audience will be muttering aloud 20 minutes into the proceedings. Well, not really. A perfunctory follow-up to Ice Cube’s earlier descent into multiplex teddy bear fare (I can’t wait for his Wal-Mart-friendly lounge versions of NWA hits), here we have the decommissioned bachelor getting all domesticated, sent out to play Mr. Fix-it on the new rural money trap he and his pre-fab family have moved into. No rake is left unstepped on, nothing fragile left unbroken. It’s pretty sad when the opening credits are infinitely more entertaining than the drivel that follows. A kid’s film for kids whose sole sustenance comes from a daily Happy Meal.