Nine minutes long, and every second weighing upon my soul. Abbott and Costello meet Frankenstein mash-ups can be fun, and the Warner Brothers’ cartoons (Rocky and Bullwinkle, Jim Henson, even Hans Christian Andersen, if you want) certainly show us the value and freshness of fractured fairy tales. But this feels like a plain exploitative sequel. There’s nothing wrong with doing business, or trying to get lightning to strike twice. But this is still pretty poor.