Parent Trap III
Eep. I didn’t need my full attention on this one to know from the start my pleasant surprise at part two wasn’t gonna last long. Threequel means we get triplets – well done – but clearly they cast the only triplets they could find, who all look (ok that’s redundant) like Amy Fisher, and basically this movie serves as a reason why you shouldn’t cast triplets as triplets unless you’re making a porno. They’re bad – and I’m not just saying that ‘cos they’re not cute as Hayley and Lindsay and Carrie etc … but for the record, they’re not 
Hayley fares better here than in part two, it’s gotta be said – but that’s perhaps only ‘cos alongside the girls and Barry Bostwick, the frustratingly brief scenes with her simply carry the class she brings to everything she’s in. She even sings a few notes late in the game – okay, it’s about as pointless as Julie Andrews’ singing in Princess Diaries 2 but sometimes it really is the little things, lol. When I realise I’d rather be watching an episode of “Saved By the Bell” ... that’s when a movie is really not good.