Overall, Little 2's characters are simplified and watered down, which is the wrong direction to go in a sequel. Davis and Laurie still have that "Pleasantville" air about them, but the first film backed it up with a contemporary understanding behind the wholesome Tupperware facade. He wouldn't hurt a fly," and we proceed to watch Snowbell tormenting a fly. Like when Stuart tells Margalo, "Don't worry about Snowbell. I'm a Handi Wipe with hair."īut it doesn't make up for the painfully predictable plot, mirrored by smaller versions of the whole. When he sees why he's been called, he complains, "Look what I'm reduced to. Little (Geena Davis) calls Snowbell into the room. When George and Stuart's toddler sister, Martha, flops her oatmeal on the floor, Mrs.
Fox as Stuart Little Nathan Lane (voice) as Snowbell, the Little family cat. And so the story goes.Īs in the first film, the Littles' cat, Snowbell, gets all the best lines, accentuated by Nathan Lane's biting intonations. Geena Davis as Eleanor Little Hugh Laurie as Frederick Little Jonathan Lipnicki as George Little Anna and Ashley Hoelck as Martha Little Marc John Jefferies as Will, Georges friend Jim Doughan (who voiced Lucky in the first film) as Stuart and Georges soccer coach Michael J. Out of the blue, Margalo (voice of Melanie Griffith), a yellow canary, drops into his car needing an immediate hero and friend. Fox) drives down the sidewalk in his toy convertible looking for the mythical silver lining that Daddy Little (Hugh Laurie) told him about. But the second time around, the littlest Little has lost some of his charm.Īfter being slighted by brother George (Jonathan Lipnicki) for a larger friend who can actually lift a basketball, Stuart (voice of Michael J. White's novel (the man who wrote "Charlotte's Web"). In "Stuart Little 2," director Rob Minkoff once again scurries us through the continuing travails of characters based on E.B. The big screen welcomes back Stuart Little, after his 1999 computerized debut that pleasantly surprised audiences with polite-mannered, pragmatic, homespun dilemmas triggered by a fantastic little man - or mouse.