The third film in Martin Lawrence’s comedy series about a FBI agent who finds himself forced undercover as a tubby matriarch, Big Mommas: Like Father, Like Son is, perhaps unsurprisingly, a wearyingly unamusing affair. Devoid of ideas not reflected in its title, or even much in the way of sustained comedic effort, the movie is a meandering misfire that strangely somewhat skimps on laughs built around its guys-in-drag conceit in favor of wildly misguided stabs at adolescent love and familial bonding. For the full, original review, from Screen International, click here. (20th Century Fox, PG-13, 107 minutes)