Bad Boys II: Critic Reviews

Smith and Lawrence give good razz, but Bad Boys II proves that it's possible to pack a movie with so much popcorn that it leaves the audience overdosed.

[An] assaultive, bombastic, and occasionally funny spectacle.

Appallingly mean-spirited with ha-ha bullet wounds and dismemberments.

Just like Bad Boys, only louder, longer and the stars get paid more.

Might be considered three action sequences and four comedy routines in search of a story.

The movie is 2 1/2 hours of hard-working intensity.

Bad Boys 2 plays like a flashy highlight reel from Grand Theft Auto: Vice City.

A brutal, 2 1/2-hour display of production overkill.

BBII ripples and rumbles with remarkable stunts.

Bad Boys II is enough to make a young person feel old, and an old person stop going to the movies.

This summer's most dynamic action movie.

Everybody involved in this project needs to do some community service.

Bad Boys II gives new meaning to that overused phrase 'over the top.'

This sequel is as sour and jaded as they come.

Despite some awesomely choreographed stunts and the two stars' pedal-to -the-metal appeal, the movie seems endless.

Jerry Bruckheimer has delivered a destruction extravaganza that is the peak, the thundering apex, the exploding propane refinery of overblown mayhem.

It is the loudest, crassest, fastest, most destructive, biggest and dumbest.

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.

Basically the longest, the most expensive, most vulgar and by far the stupidest episode of Miami Vice ever

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.

Hulk plays like Three Sisters in comparison; T-3 is a talky thinkfest and Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle a model of restraint.

In some eyes, this is a movie; in others, it's a weapon of mass destruction.