UK Release Date: 10th April 2015
Runtime: 94 minutes
Director: Andy Fickman
Writer: Kevin James, Nick Bakay
Starring: Kevin James, Raini Rodriguez, Daniella Alonso, Eduardo Verástegui, David Henrie, Neal McDonough
Synopsis: Invited to a security guard conference, Paul Blart becomes embroiled in a plot to steal priceless works of art from a luxury hotel.
Few people will have been waiting with bated breath for the sequel to slapstick comedy Paul Blart: Mall Cop. Kevin James is nobody’s favourite member of the Adam Sandler crowd and this film is his family-friendly baby in just about every sense. I can only hope that this sequel was an exercise in anti-comedy.
Paul Blart (James) receives a letter inviting him to a security conference in Las Vegas. He brings along his daughter Maya (Raini Rodriguez), who takes a shine to the hotel’s valet (David Henrie). Meanwhile, Blart becomes aware of a criminal (Neal McDonough) attempting to steal priceless art from the hotel, right under the nose of the manager Divina (Daniella Alonso) and head of security Eduardo (Eduardo Verástegui).
Paul Blart: Mall Cop 2 is blindingly awful. There isn’t a single laugh in the film, which often feels like it is deliberately trying not to make its audience crack so much as a smile. It’s a parade of poor slapstick and horrible wordplay that seems to hold up “fat man falling over” as the epitome of comic genius.
| "I don’t drink. But I do ride."
There’s a real laziness to the film in terms of its approach to comedy. It seems as if every other joke is related to size in some way. The jokes do vary, but that’s only between “eww fat people are ugly” and the opposite “isn’t it funny when people find fat people attractive?” approach. There’s nothing approaching wit and even less originality.
Every single performer, without exception, fails to register anything in the way of energy. Neal McDonough, in particular, emerges as someone who seems to have never acted before, despite his role in HBO’s Band of Brothers. It’s tough to imagine that any of the performers involved were doing anything other than lazily phoning in their performances.
The annual Adam Sandler film feels, at this stage, like nothing more than a way for him to take a free holiday with his friends. They are tedious affairs, seemingly glued together by obvious and gratuitous product placement. Paul Blart: Mall Cop 2 goes one step further than this as the whole film is essentially an advert for its luxury hotel setting. It’s doubtlessly a beautiful place to stay, but it probably could’ve done without the spectacle of Kevin James pratting around on a Segway.
| "Always bet on Blart."
Released on the same day as the equally perfunctory Hot Tub Time Machine 2, this is a tedious comedy that provides further proof that the hunt for money-making sequels is leading to an awful lot of scraping the Hollywood barrel. By the time they got to Paul Blart: Mall Cop 2, they must’ve been digging through to the dirt below.
Pop or Poop?
Kevin James points and laughs at his belly for an hour and a half in this terrible sequel.
Paul Blart: Mall Cop 2 genuinely lacks a single laugh, showcasing the blinding unoriginality of its writing team and the unnecessary nature of making the sequel at all.
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