| 63 |
Philadelphia Inquirer
BMH2 is a harmless, genial outing, a comedy that is amusing without ever rising to the level of funny. You sit through the film with a smile on your face, waiting for the laughs that never come.
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| 60 |
LA Weekly
Mercifully free of excess mania, sexual innuendo and fart jokes, this sweet-natured comedy, ably directed by John Whitesell (Malibu's Most Wanted), has some nice bits of business.
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| 60 |
Village Voice
R. Emmet Sweeney
Lawrence is an ingratiating performer, sarcastic and sentimental, and does inventive work with a swivel chair, a bathing suit, and steaming rocks. He's helped along by Emily Procter, who plays the overworked wife and should be freed from "CSI: Miami" as soon as possible.
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| 58 |
Entertainment Weekly
Nicholas Fonseca
House 2 may never elicit more than mild chuckles, but when Momma teaches the Fullers a few lessons about family, it's heartfelt without being syrupy.
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| 50 |
USA Today
This could be the start of an awful new genre: Nannies Gone Wild.
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| 50 |
The New York Times
Inconsequential sequel for the undemanding moviegoer.
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| 50 |
Boston Globe
Completely unnecessary but painless, like dentistry performed by mimes.
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| 40 |
Los Angeles Times
Robert Abele
This isn't your father's cross-dressing. At the same time, the science of comedy attains a new level of appreciation, since hardly anything about this sluggish sequel to the 2000 box office hit comes close to being funny.
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| 40 |
The Hollywood Reporter
If state-of-the-art cross-gender fat suits and drunken Chihuahuas were the stuff of comic genius, Big Momma's House 2 still wouldn't be very funny.
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| 40 |
Dallas Observer
Staff (Not credited)
This is a sequel so bad that even Cedric the Entertainer and Anthony Anderson didn't return for it, let alone Terrence Howard and Paul Giamatti.
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| 38 |
TV Guide
Lawrence is a comedian with talent who rarely uses it for anything worthwhile, and here he makes a halfhearted, paycheck-collecting effort that's actually in perfect keeping with the rest of the movie's tired, recycled tone.
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| 38 |
New York Daily News
If there is a casting agent in hell, Martin Lawrence and Tyler Perry will soon put on their fat suits as Big Momma and Madea Simmons and show up as a tag team in a big-screen Wrestlemania.
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| 38 |
Premiere
Jessica Letkemann
All told, however, this bland little movie fits right into it's late January slot. It's a little bawdy - the fat-lady thong bit was funnier in "Shallow Hall" - and it passes the time.
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| 30 |
Chicago Reader
This is funny mostly for its brazen disregard of common sense.
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| 30 |
Variety
So episodic and flat it should be a letdown even to those amused by the original.
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| 25 |
San Francisco Chronicle
The result is an incredibly disorganized movie with a few funny scenes -- most of which are revealed in the commercials.
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| 25 |
The Onion (A.V. Club)
There's something depressing about seeing the low-energy, family-friendly Lawrence sleepwalk through the film's sappy plot points.
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| 20 |
Empire
Bottom-rung dreck.
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| 11 |
Austin Chronicle
It's a shame to once again witness Martin Lawrence squander his considerable comic talents under a fat suit and fake breasts in this shoddy sequel.
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| 0 |
New York Post
Kyle Smith
If you experience any laughter while in the presence of this movie, it's a credit to your imagination. But if you can tickle yourself, why spend the $10.75?
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