A re-release whose cash-grab intentions are as transparent as the crystal-clear Sydney ocean, Finding Nemo 3-D exists only to relieve parents of money for a movie they undoubtedly already own. Disney's double-dip of Andrew Stanton's beloved 2003 adventure features absolutely no new content--save for the boisterous prefacing short “Partysaurus Rex,” featuring Toy Story's characters--so those looking for supplementary material will have to wait for the inevitable special-edition DVD. Still, full of humor and heart, Stanton's fable revolves around the universal parental fear of losing one's offspring, which in this case, is the traumatic fate that befalls papa clown fish Marlin (Albert Brooks) when his disabled son Nemo (Alexander Gould) is scooped up by a scuba diver and deposited in an Australian dentist's fish tank. Marlin and Dory's yin-yang chemistry is as fresh as ever, as are the film's sweet lessons about the difficulty and necessity of parents learning to believe in and let go of their kids, as well as--through Nemo's attempt to escape the fish tank through the mentorship of scarred elder Gill (Willem Dafoe)--its portrait of courageous coming-of-age maturation. Alas, as with its animated brethren, be they similar redos like last year's The Lion King 3-D or new releases like June's Brave, the film's gimmicky glasses-required effects give new meaning to the word unnecessary, failing to enhance either excitement or pathos, and instead proving to be just a grating distraction fit only for Nemo's "Mine! Mine! Mine!" birds.