Given the sheer amount of comic material in Super Troopers 2, some of the jokes are bound to fall flat, but the hit-to-miss ratio is depressingly low.
The film’s sense of nostalgia is ultimately a reflection of how little the film asks of its audience.
By the time a blackmailing plot is introduced, the film seems to be surviving solely on the fumes of curse words and frequent shots of Jason Segal and Cameron Diaz’s backsides.
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I think the only thing it validates is itself, and the decision to give the Brat Pack the celluloid equivalent of a Reykjavik summit.