SCARY MOVIE 2 meditates on the line between gross and stupid, and fails. No horrible joke is left untold, nor gag gagged, nor slapstick sticked. Because, you see, when a woman touches another woman's breast, it. is. HILARIOUS.
The plot of this godawful tripe concerns a group of students who go to a haunted house to thwart some smugglers, or some such shit. Franklin W. Dixon is rolling in his grave (which would have been funnier than this).
How many anal rape jokes can be stuffed into 88 minutes? This movie is going to try, at least. And what about expectoration, diarrhea, projectile vomiting, and auto-fellatio? This movie's got it all!
"Balls to the wall. Heh heh. I get it. I think."
I'd like to say this movie brought us all together after 9/11, but actually it came out a few months before so I think it's safe to say this was the cause instead. This was a training video for the terrorists. Got their hate nicely honed.
"I've got a weird hand. Don't bother laughing. I'll show myself out."
At one point a ghost says "You are the weakest link, goodbye!" Heh heh. Remember when we all had pet rocks and hulu hoops and wanted to put a horse on the moon? Oh, and remember when Charlie's Angels was a thing?
"See? It's a fountain that looks like... *ha ha* *weak with laughter*... pee. Oh, God! So funny!"
Now let us bow our heads in silence/shame as we meditate upon David Cross being a part of this turd train. Here he is getting yelled at by a parrot, his new agent.
"You're fired. Squawwwwk!!"
So all in all, a good time for the whole family! Even bring the dog--and sodomize him!
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