Starring: Jim Carrey, Jeff Daniels, Rob Riggle, Laurie Holden, Rachel Melvin, Kathleen Turner
Directed By: Bobby Farrelly, Peter Farrelly
Written By: Sean Anders, Mike Cerrone, Bobby Farrelly, Peter Farrelly, John Morris, Bennett Yellin
Rating: PG-13 (US) Running Time: 1 hr 40 mins
20 years after their last road trip, the intellectually challenged duo, Harry (Jeff Daniels) and Lloyd ( Jim Carrey) are at it again. This time searching for a new kidney for Harry, which might just be inside his newly discovered, long-lost daughter, Penny (Rachel Melvin). Along the way they stumble into a plot to kill a wealthy scientist, repeatedly cheat death, and generally make a nuisance of themselves.
As before, the story is pretty generic, and simply serves as a canvas for a barrage of gags. Some of which hit their mark, others don’t. The ratio however favors positive, and I was surprised how often this movie made me laugh. With some frequent, yet welcome nods (and occasionally funny twists) to the original’s classics, but also plenty of new content added for the sequel. I feared this movie was going to be a bland blatant cash in on an old successful brand, but I was happy to be proven incorrect in that assumption.
Jim Carrey and Jeff Daniels bring the same chemistry, energy and commitment to their roles, and I think that’s what ultimately won me over. This is a lighthearted road trip movie, with two likable morons at the helm. As with the original it doesn’t try to sell stupid, and spares us any obnoxious pseudo life lessons.
It’s pretty simple, if you liked the original back in 1994, I think you’ll find the sequel entertaining. As with the original this movie is rated PG-13 for some really mild sexual humor, language and drug references.
This film can be enjoyed alone or with a group, on any medium you like.
Best Moment: << spoiler! >>
I’m going with another great moment involving the poor blind kid, Billy. Now a collector of rare birds, Billy unknowingly becomes the guardian to Harry’s cat, Butthole. One day, he comes home to find his apartment strangely void of bird chatter, as he can’t see the bloody carnage Butthole has inflicted on his family of birds. He asks his parrot to describe what he sees, to which the bird responds ‘the horror, the horror!’