National Treasure 2: Book of Secrets (2007)

Benjamin Gates' (Nicholas Cage) great-great grandfather has been implicated as a key conspirator in Abraham Lincoln's death. Thanks to a mysterious descendant (Ed Harris) of John Wilks Booth, a missing page of the assassin's diary has reappeared. Both men seek justice for their maligned ancestors and will go to great links to prove their families' innocence. Ben, Abigail (Diane Kruger), Mom (Helen Mirren), Dad (John Voight) and Riley (Justin Bartha) follow and international trail of clues to clear the family name and discover a world of secrets.

For entertainment value, you can't beat National Treasure 2: Book of Secrets. This movie is so money; it's disgusting. {Book of Stupid is a better fit.} Implausibility is off-the-charts, but the action is solid. Keep perspective, meaning it IS a Walt Disney bankrolled family film, and you won't be disappointed.

Cage is on auto-pilot; it's John Voight that really shines. He play purely for comedic joy. Helen Mirren is solid, but underutilized. Bartha gets a few humdingers. Ed Harris gets the shaft playing an uneven villain. Unfortunately, Harvey Keitel gets a only a small and rather meaningless cameo.

Unlike the original, Book of Secrets is all over the place. There are too many characters and underlying plots that never get off the ground. The adventure is fun. A thrilling car chase through the streets of London and a delightful lover's quarrel in Buckingham Palace between Abigail and Ben are the highlights. The half-a$$ed kidnapping of the President is just sad.

Trust me. Just watch, don't think, and you'll enjoy yourself. A word of warning: Book of Secrets sets the stage for another act.