Rush Hour 3 is an awfully spare title for such a big-money enterprise, but an appropriate subtitle like Auto Pilot or Once More For The Cash would have given the game away.
I hate to use the phrase, "they're only in it for the money," but if any sequel ever exemplified that ethos, it's this one. Ultimately, Rush Hour 3 is a one trick pony whose day has long since passed.
No matter how fast Chris Tucker shoots his mouth or Jackie Chan flashes his fists, they can't recapture the charm of the original Rush Hour in this third installment.
There's no doubt that Rush Hour 3 is anything but a mess. And yet there were moments when I found myself laughing giddily at the inanity of it all, and other moments when the picture was so beautiful to look at that I almost forgot its faults.
The final, and anti-climactic, 'threequel' of the summer has nothing new to say. A staleness pervades the film, despite all efforts to inject freshness and excitement into a tired story.
Colorado Springs Gazette
February 28, 2008
Rush Hour 3 is a stagnate yet still commercially viable franchise. It arrives on your theater screen infested with the mold of a dated, stale rehash.