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I screwed up and thought “Before Sunset” (2004) was the first installment of the “Before” trilogy. But as I watched it, I learned through brief flashbacks and nonstop conversation between Julie Delpy and Ethan Hawke about the initial romantic interlude that was “Before Sunrise.” Thus, my experience was neither an exercise in total confusion nor total enjoyment. Instead, this film felt more like a one-act play on the Hallmark Channel, featuring an ESPN-style analysis from Paris, showing highlights of the Romance Super Bowl that took place nine years earlier. Oh my god with the talking and talking and talking already.

It features robots battling reptile-looking alien thingys, but “Pacific Rim: Uprising” (2018) feels more like a St. Bernard – big, sloppy and lovable. Just like in the original, this sequel unloads a fusillade of clichés along with impressive weaponry. This time there’s even a subplot resembling “Top Gun” meets “Mickey Mouse Club.” There’s still ridiculous amounts of destruction (with very few dead bodies – unless the bodies will move the plot along) and attempts to save the world, but just like in the original, this film winks at you every once in a while, letting you know it’s in on the joke.

Everything you would expect from a cookie-cutter Seth Rogen bro comedy is in “Neighbors 2: Sorority Rising” (2016). There’s weed. And male genitalia. And dildoes (Or is that dildos? Paging Mr. Quayle… Mr. Quayle?). And it’s all so derivative until the one or two scenes that make you laugh out loud and then the $1.60 you paid at Redbox doesn’t seem like a waste. (You spent $12 to see it in a theater? Poor dear.) Anyway, sequel, partying girls instead of partying boys, hijinks ensue, blah blah blah. And an oddly fascinating subplot involving Zac Efron’s character arc. Say whut?