A dying franchise refuses to take its final
breath, leaving viewers to endure this
unnecessary fifth installment featuring
mutated lint balls with supernatural powers
and robotically poised teens. This time, the
80-minute sequel takes place in a flat
Japanimated water world where the
squealing yellow marshmallow, Pikachu,
and his Pokemon trainer, Ash, help sibling
birds protect the sacred jewel from two
power-hungry thieves that are cleverly
named Annie and Oakley. This banal
quest for world domination is complicated
further by an inconvenient flood that is
about as compelling as the status of
Michael Boltons career. Given the trite
plot, annoying characters and
unimpressive animation, its clear the game
is over.