Obviously this sequel was made to capitalize on the popularity of Cocoon. We learn nothing of the old folks' "new" life on the distant planet. Think about that: here we have a sequel about people choosing life on Earth instead of immortality on a planet in a distant galaxy. Why would anyone make such a choice? Well, don't look for this film to answer any of the philosophical questions it purports to ask. This absurdity of a movie is a series of 60-second vignettes that all lead nowhere. If the original Cocoon was like two different movies (Team Ameche & Team Dennehy), this sequel comes across like 10 disjointed, extremely poorly written high school plays. In one scene, alien life is discovered in a St. Petersburg, Fla., laboratory. One might think such a development would rank among the biggest stories in world history. In this film, it isn't even the biggest story in the lab! That's where we see Courteney Cox donning a white doctors coat, "communicating" with the alien. And that's where we see my brain communicating to my right index finger: press "stop" switch on remote control.
Review of Cocoon: The Return
