Clint Eastwood is best buds with a orangutan for two glorious hours. So happy this movie exists, SO happy they made a squeal. Honestly I would watch a third even a fourth and a fifth film. I'll Take Clint talking to Clyde over an invisible Obama any day.
It's basically Clint Eastwood kicking people's asses for two hours. The film struggles to find the right balance between gritty and goofy, but it's fun to watch it try. The orangutan isn't nearly as big a part of this as you might expect. I like Eastwood in a movie like this - he doesn't have to alter his persona at all; he just gives the same squinty performance while the wackiness piles up around him.