Big Momma's House 2 Reviews

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November 24, 2011
May 13, 2009
April 23, 2009
It's thin, but enough to make you forget the cold for 90 minutes.
April 16, 2009
Even in the visually arresting fat-suit Martin Lawrence extracts very few chuckles due to Don Rhymer's awful script and John Whitesell's flimsy direction.
November 20, 2008
January 15, 2008
A truly insipid affair that makes the first film seem like classic comedy.
March 7, 2007
This is funny mostly for its brazen disregard of common sense -- specifically, the idea that elaborate full-body prosthetic makeup could be slapped on in seconds by a cop on the run.
March 1, 2007
Robin Williams, to his eternal credit, never came up with a Mrs. Doubtfire sequel.
February 19, 2007
No logic, no laughs, a classic 'take-the-money-and-run' sequel which had me praying for a projector malfunction or some other excuse to leave the theater early.
June 24, 2006
If Lawrence makes you laugh, you'd be better off watching him do stand-up.
May 12, 2006
May 12, 2006
Lawrence has his moments, mostly when he's not dressed up as Big Momma; he's progressed to the point where he deserves a better vehicle than this. Long is wasted, appearing in only a handful of scenes.
April 30, 2006
Guys who direct snuff flicks in the slums of Khazakstan probably look at Big Momma's House 2 and think "Hey, I'm not such a terrible filmmaker after all!"
April 21, 2006
So desperate that barely a half hour passes before we get the inevitable jokes about Dr. Phil, Oprah, Al Sharpton, Tupac and Billy Dee.
April 1, 2006
Martin, please stop making films.
March 4, 2006
Martin Lawrence continues to run around in a fatsuit impersonating a sassy obese grandma in order to take down criminals and slaver over beautiful women.
February 21, 2006
Just like the first film, it's another basic, unoriginal fish-out-of-water story stocked with predictable plot twists and physical comedy.
February 16, 2006
The least necessary sequel this side of Deuce Bigalow: European Gigolo.
February 14, 2006
It's really just a ploy for some more flaccid fat-suit antics that are as short of inspiration as Big Momma is of breath.
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