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It’s common belief that movie sequels are rarely, if ever better than their predecessors. The greatest exception, of course, being The Mighty Ducks, D2, and D3. In that case, things just keep getting better. I’m already teaching Jacob to “quack . . . quack . . . quack . . . quack, quack, quack, quack! Quack! Quack!”
Well, get ready, friends, for a break with convention. Yesterday, I caught more of Jacob walking on film—or memory card—and the series has become what you may consider the greatest trilogy in cinema history. Even better than The Mighty Ducks. Yes, even better than The Lord of the Rings. For serious. And it’s not like I’m biased or anything.