| After the nightmarish experience of watching the first Cannonball, we prayed that this one might be a little better. However, after the first ten minutes (and after seeing the credits--which literally read like a who's who of 1980s terrible actors), we were forced to press the old "stop" button. Why? Three reasons:
1. Every actor is so bad, it's just infuriating to watch them, regardless of whether or not they're speaking their embarassingly stupid lines. This movie plays like a reject Hanna-Barbera cartoon, only it's all the more depressing since you're watching actual people on the screen instead of drawings.
2. The same ignorant anti-Asian racism that plagued the first excuse for a movie plauges this excuse for a sequel. When the white bartender can't understand Jackie Chan (whose Chinese lines are once again not subtitled, and who is supposed to be Japanese for some reason), he asks "Does anyone here speak Oriental?"
3. This probably could have gone under number one, but we wanted it to have its own number to emphasize our point: Dom DeLuise, whether he's still alive or not, should be shot. He is the most disgusting, annoying thing to ever hit the silver screen. Give us Richard Simmons over this guy ANY day! Yuck!
This movie should come with a can of lighter fluid and a book of matches. |
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