After 11 Pink Panther films in 17 days, my saga finishes with this 2009 entry, the last in the series. It's not as bad as its reputation as a franchise-killer suggests, it just sort of meanders too much. This is a shame, as Steve Martin makes for a very good Inspector Clouseau, easily the second-best of the five stars to star in one of these films. At this point, really, it's like ranking the James Bonds; The original gets chosen almost by default at this point, and everyone else is either playing catch-up or their fans are the ones who grew up with them in the role. And yes, that makes Ted Wass the George Lazenby of the Clouseaus. Anyway, there's little to be offended by here, but you definitely don't need to pay close attention to enjoy it. Now excuse me while I go cross off "watch all the Pink Panther films" off my Life's To-Do List.