To say this is not a patch on the first two Beethovens is a simplistic understatement. Whoever put up the money to make this ghastly waste of space must have been barking mad. The "best" of the puerile toilet gags that litter the film involve exploding sewage outlets (all over the bad guys, naturally); the eponymous pooch farting after an overdose of eggs; and the dog licking a gigantic ball of earwax. The plot is daft and the baddies so stupid you almost feel sorry for them. The only ray of light (for us girls, anyway) is a drop-dead gorgeous cop right near the end of the film, providing the excuse for the inevitable car chase. But even he doesn't make it worth wasting time or money on this one.
Review of Beethoven's 3rd
