Jumanji: The Next Level
Rated PG-13 for adventure action, suggestive content and some language. Two hours, 3 minutes.
Publication date: Dec. 13, 2019
Review by Peter Canavese
Director Jake Kasdan's "Welcome to the Jungle" introduced the theme of trying on different identities in adolescence, as four high school teens worked out their post-hormonal insecurities while trapped inside video-game avatars that did not match their self-images. Alex Wolff's lanky nerd Spencer inhabited the muscle-bound frame of Dwayne Johnson's Dr. Smolder Bravestone, Morgan Turner's introverted intellectual Martha leapt into Karen Gillan's "Tomb Raider"-esque martial-arts babe Ruby Roundhouse, Ser'Darius Blain's bulky jock "Fridge" became Kevin Hart's pint-sized sidekick "Mouse," and Madison Iseman's popular influencer Bethany wound up as Jack Black's hefty professor Sheldon "Shelly" Oberon.
In the newly released "Jumanji: The Next Level," Spencer returns from his first year of college in a deep funk. Associating his depression with withdrawal from the game, where he found the romance with Martha that's since fizzled, he literally picks up the broken pieces of the Jumanji game and gets pulled back into its world. Reasoning that he's likely to die on his own, his three friends decide to follow him back into the game, but the glitchy game leaves Bethany behind, instead taking Martha, Fridge and two newcomers: Spencer's granddad Eddie (Danny DeVito) and his frenemy Otis (Danny Glover), erstwhile buddies estranged after the sale of their joint restaurant venture.
The conceit allows Johnson to goof it up with a halfway decent DeVito impression and usefully tamps down Hart's overacting instincts by having him imitate the breathy, slow-talking, understated pedantry of Glover. Black now plays Blain's character, again unhappy in a body that lacks endurance, while Gillan's "killer of men" reunites with Turner's Martha. The sequel holds some mix-and-match surprises in store as we run into new (Awkwafina) and returning (Nick Jonas) guest stars. Sure, there's an in-game objective (reclaiming "the fertility jewel of Jumanji"), but what we're really here for is the action: a desert stampede, a vertiginous rope-bridge challenge and a mountaineering adventure that leads to a climactic showdown involving a remote stronghold, lots of hand-to-hand combat and flying the not-so-friendly skies with the bad guy's zeppelin (Rory McCann of "Game of Thrones" gamely plays stock-villain Jurgen the Brutal).
Although one svelte human stuck in a portly avatar comments, "All bodies are beautiful," the film levels up the body-dysmorphia theme in "Welcome to the Jungle" by introducing characters in their 70s and comparing and contrasting them to the teen characters. Like grandson, like grandfather: Both miss the physical formidability and attendant self-confidence they once had -- Spencer in the game and Eddie in his youth. In setting up the premise, DeVito busts out some prime physical comedy, milking every laugh like the pro he is while repeating his mantra "Getting old sucks. Don't let anybody tell you any different." Even that attitude gets tested and upended, so if "The Next Level" plays fast and loose, it also makes an effort to prompt viewers to reflect not only on the freedom of fantasy, but on the essential relationship of mind and body.