The sillier and more Zucker/Abrahams/Zucker-like it gets, the more it works, where in the hands of lesser directors it would simply fall apart. 2 moments alone justify the rental cost:
(1) "The Benjamin Hill School of Film"
(2) "Fuck you, doves!"
People have probably told you that you should stay to watch the montage in the end credits, and they're right, since it's damn amusing. And if you stay longer into the credits, you'll catch a subtle repudiation of auteur theory, which is a statement I wish accompanied a film that was great instead of just a breezy two hours.
Through and through - this is a good bit of fun. There's a lot of meta references to sequels, recycling material, and being aware of re-hashing the same old thing... and spending a lot of money in the process. As usual, there's summer bangers and flashy camera work and big explosions, but it all takes the back burner to the bromance. Good for a laugh, but if you're expecting more - what's wrong with you?
Everyone said the end credits were the best part (they were), so I forced myself to sit through this, but I kept looking at the time, hoping it would be over soon. When I left the theater, I felt that my I.Q. had been lowered, like after a hard drinking binge but without the throbbing headache. Although I did feel "wasted", so to speak.
A decent sequel that keeps with the laughs that made the first one great. Hill and Tatum have great comedic chemistry and to be honest I wouldn't care if they made ten of these, I'd probably still watch them all.
Probablemente a nadie le importe (lo cual esta mal) o bien ya nadie lo recuerda (lo cual esta igual de mal), pero mucha de la autoconsciencia y parodia que "22 Jump Street" realiza al hecho de "reconocerse como una segunda parte de una película exitosa", ya fue excelentemente representada por Wes Craven en "Scream II"...Pero en fin, todo lo que ya estaba bien en la primera, sigue estando bien en la segunda. Nada mas.