Happy Feet Two

But I liked how subtle Miller and company's handling of their Global Warming and Climate Change message was this time, how they don't hit the viewer over the head with their proselytizing.

While 'Happy Feet' focused on the tap-dancing Emperor Penguin named Mumble... this one spends more time with his little son Erik... who is simply irresistible. If one agrees that penguins in general are cute, Erik ups the ante considerably.

Preaches acceptance but requires assimilation. You dance or you die. Join the party, swim with the swarm.

Effectively, it's a few computer-generated birds staring into the abyss for an hour and a half. I know exactly how they felt.

A shambles that's somehow both terribly lazy and hernia-inducingly overcranked at the same time. Disappointing.

If there's a saving grace, it's the visuals, especially the beautiful scenes of orange krill. But that's about all.

Will have you mumbling along with Mumbles, Gloria, and their new son Erik as you and your kids leave the theatre.

I was a fan of that original, but this one is pointless. The biggest problem is the story, if you want to call it that, which is flimsy at best.

Happy Feet Two is the kind of movie that won't make you scream in pain while you're watching it, and that won't prompt you to remember much about it once it's over.

Unfortunately more soft shoe shuffle than entertaining quick-step.