Goodbye emotions, hello Nick Cage! Where has that beautiful wooden face been all these days, where ‘jealous’, ‘happy’, ‘breezy’, ‘tense’— all just amount to ‘BLANK’! After a celebration of the actor and his “ultimate coolness” in 2004’s National Treasure, a sequel has arrived to take the eulogy forward.

National Treasure 2: Book of Secrets has the treasure-hunting wiz after... what else but more treasure.When a missing page from John Wilkes Booth’s diary turns up, implying that Thomas Gates (Ben’s great great grandfather) could have masterminded Abe Lincoln’s assasination, Ben (Cage) is left to defend the honour of his ancestor who lay down his life for America. To prove Thomas’ innocence, Ben will have to find the ‘City of Gold’.

The usual suspects— best friend Riley Poole (Bartha) and on-and-off girlfriend Abigail Chase (Kruger)— tag along as accomplices in the adventure, apart from Gates Senior (Voight) who has company in the form of Mama Gates (Mirren). Together they set out to strike gold and beat baddie (Harris) to it.

Book of Secrets is a Bolly masala movie in disguise where action, romance and drama blend to create instant entertainment, the type where every concept is dumbed down and spoon fed to the audiences most of who will gulp it down indiscriminately.

Impossible is nothing for these super-people. The ease with which Gates and his associates get their way each and every time is ridiculously amusing. This is only surpassed by Cage making a go at all the smart talk (historical trivia in this case) intended to impress the viewer. National Treasure 2: Book of Secrets is a scream, but not for the reasons it would like to be one!