Night
at the Museum 3 turned out to be one of Robin Williams' final films,
which I must admit increased my interest in seeing it. But first, not
actually having seen any of the Night at the Museum films, I needed to
start at the beginning. Since pretty much everyone else has seen it but
me, I probably don't need to tell you that Night at the Museum is a fun
little family-friendly adventure in a museum where the exhibits come to
life at night. The fun lies partly in a series of gimmicks about different
historical periods and people, and mostly in the talents of a rather
wide-ranging cast of comedians.
I
tend to prefer "wacky, outlandish Ben Stiller" to "straight man Ben
Stiller" (that is, I enjoyed Zoolander or Tropic Thunder far more than
Meet the Parents), but he's well cast here. The minimal plot of the
movie asks the audience to identify with him as a shiftless father trying to
clean up his act for his son, and Stiller manages to hit those notes
fairly well. And he's great in the movie's more slapstick moments (even
if almost anybody could be funny fighting with a monkey).
A
trio of older actors -- Dick Van Dyke, Mickey Rooney, and Bill Cobbs --
are rather entertaining as well, largely because they're cast against
type for a fun plot twist. Steve Coogan and Owen Wilson (the latter of
whom is, for some reason, uncredited) get a surprising number of laughs
out of one-note characters. And Carla Gugino, Ricky Gervais, and a
blink-and-you'll-miss-him Paul Rudd are all perfectly fine.
But
the real all-star of the movie, to no surprise, is Robin
Williams. Playing Teddy Roosevelt, he gets to have a lot of fun as the
wise mentor of the story. But he gets one unexpectedly emotional speech
in the third act of the film, in which Roosevelt acknowledges his own
false nature. The speech comes right in the middle of an action
sequence, and could easily have brought the film to a screeching halt.
Instead, it actually tugs at the heartstrings more than any other moment
in the movie. (And not, I think, just because of the melancholy
inherent in his untimely passing.) This is the one moment of gravitas in
a two-hour confection of fun and silliness. And it totally works.
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