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Bay's world is basically Miami Vice squared, cubed and updated to THX and Dolby SurroundSound noise levels, and it must have cost the earth to outstrip every other action-bozo currently labouring in the same field.
It's a comedy that runs a whopping 146 minutes, destroys more property than the average hurricane and must have cost more than a small war. In fact, it is a small war, but one where collateral damage is the point, not the problem.
Very funny at times, maudlin at others and excruciatingly violent throughout, Bad Boys II -- director Michael Bay's latest festival of exploding cars and shaking cameras -- is, at 147 long minutes, just too much of a mediocre thing.
Bad Boys II just goes on and on, with more dazzling camera work, more 'funny' murders and executions by the bad guys and the good guys and judiciously used profanity and the occasional 'N' word for comic effect.
Just when you thought summer movies couldn't get any louder, more violent, more intentionally brainless -- and, worst of all, any longer -- here comes Bad Boys II, its chest all pumped up with the pure pointlessness of it all.
Take away its endless trail of bodies, and Bad Boys II is a stale, tedious, woefully acted movie that wastes the talents of Smith and proves once and for all that Lawrence has precious little talent at all.
A simple cop buddy movie extended to unconscionable length in order to accommodate redundant action scenes, endless banter between stars Martin Lawrence and Will Smith and several potential endings, this production suffers from serious overkill.
Somewhere deep beneath the layers of broken glass, twisted chrome, mutilated flesh and burnt gunpowder clogging Bad Boys II, there are faint signs of a cunning little crime comedy straining to breathe free.