Review in a Hurry:  This flimsy, frenetic sequel to Are We There Yet? finds Ice Cube and family moving into a fixer-upper in the country. Disasters and sight gags ensue, including, but not limited to, collapsing floors, violent pratfalls, evil raccoons and a nutty contractor.

The Bigger Picture:  This is ostensibly a remake of the '40s comedy Mr. Blandings Builds His Dream House, but don't expect classic screwball charm from this by-the-numbers family gagfest, in which wannabe sports publisher Nick Persons (Ice Cube) and his fractious family move into a big country home.

Since the road-trip shenanigans of the 2005 hit Are We There Yet?, Nick has married his girlfriend, Suzanne (Nia Long)—and she and her two grating children have moved into his modest apartment.

He's about to launch his own sports magazine and she's pregnant with twins, so he drags his reluctant kin to a sprawling country home with gorgeous views and space aplenty (much is made, in particular, of the private toilet). The house quickly reveals itself in need of repair, but he's convinced to take the plunge after an emotional appeal by eccentric local realtor Chuck Mitchell (the very funny John C. McGinley, from Scrubs).

Once the deal is done, cue collapsing floors, exploding transformers, dry rot and an ill-advised rooftop duel with a snack-pilfering raccoon.

The wily Chuck reappears as the local contractor, inspector, electrician, etc., and Nick begins to see him as his nemesis, particularly as Chuck achieves a near-magical rapport with the kids and the pregnant Suzanne. Will he become a true Mr. Fix-It and learn the meaning of family, to the strains of expensive-to-license R&B classics? Take a wild guess.

Cube is more than game (and occasionally winning) as Nick, but apart from being a stubborn fathead, his character is largely required to fall off ladders, plummet through floors, spill out of his fishing raft, get splattered with eggs, fart and get laughed at.

What's more, the movie lurches between such frantic sight gags and tear-jerking sentimentality with all the finesse of a drunk on water skis. Homeowners will heave a sigh of weary compassion for Nick's domestic troubles, but for most viewers over the age of seven, Are We Done Yet? will be a house of pain.

The 180—a Second Opinion:  This single-family dwelling has a good-natured foundation and offers views of some offbeat humor—especially from McGinley, whose madcap, Jim Carrey-like antics will charm even those bored by the rest of the film.