Rush Hour 3

No matter how fast Chris Tucker shoots his mouth or Jackie Chan flashes his fists, they can't recapture the charm of the original Rush Hour in this third installment.

Like Lethal Weapon, this franchise has become lazier and less thrilling with each instalment. Hopefully, unlike Lethal Weapon, they'll stop at Part Three.

The third installment is so cartoonishly stupid it makes the original look like a classic.

There's a bizarre lack of anything to care about beyond the dynamic duo at the center of the film. Chan and Tucker can only carry an audience so far.

This movie makes a fine replacement for the previous two installments.

Somehow manages to be even lousier than the second film.

Remarkably redundant yet still highly entertaining.

By the third time around, though, we know that these two get along and it's just not as funny anymore.

I hate to use the phrase, "they're only in it for the money," but if any sequel ever exemplified that ethos, it's this one. Ultimately, Rush Hour 3 is a one trick pony whose day has long since passed.