Spy Kids 2: The Island of Lost Dreams

Spy Kids 2: The Island of Lost Dreams (credited as just Spy Kids 2: Island of Lost Dreams at the start credits) is a 2002 American science fantasy family adventure film written and directed by Robert Rodriguez. It is the second film in the Spy Kids film series, which began with 2001's Spy Kids.

Upon release, Spy Kids 2 received positive reviews from critics and became a commercial success by grossing over $119 million worldwide.

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