He does back handsprings that would
impress Olympic gold medalist Paul
Hamm. He walks on walls to
outmaneuver the most vicious of villains
before pummeling them with his mighty
sidekick. He surpasses any hi-tech
security system with the greatest of ease.
He is The Kahuna, and hes 7 years old.
Bob Clark reprises his roll as director of
this superfluous sequel to his 1999
original. This time, the diaper-clad tykes
help their hero by using incessant mock
wit and toilet humor to stop Jon Voights
German caricature from achieving his
clichéd brainwashing scheme. The
pint-sized target audience may get a kick
out of a second-grader driving his supped
up blue bat-mobile and guzzling
fluorescent green power juice like Popeye
would spinach before battling the bad
guys. However, those towering at least 4
feet tall will see the face value of this truly
brainless baby brigade with its
headache-inducing script and blatantly
obvious special effects. The only real
geniuses are Kathleen Turner and
Christopher Lloyd for not taking part in
this stupid second edition.