Billy Bob Thornton Kathy Bates Tony Cox Christina Hendricks Brett Kelly Ryan Hanson
The perverse filmmakers must have had an
uproarious time indulging themselves in a buffet of non-PC barbs, images, and
insults in Bad Santa 2. If all the
obscenities and lewd remarks were removed from the dialog, there would hardly
be a script—except, of course, for dear Thurman’s (Kelly) lines. He manages to give even the crusty,
hardened Willie (Thornton) pause, and the possibility for redemption.
Filmgoers should be aware that this is a
justifiably R-rated film showing risky sex, violence, crime, and alcoholism—and
does not necessarily speak against it.
Willie’s mother-from-hell (Bates), whom he despises, has manipulated him
back into her sphere by using Marcus (Cox) to tempt him with a $2million
job. Of course, these three cannot
be in the same room together more than five minutes before they’re at each
other’s throats and spouting every obscene threat that comes into their pathetic
minds.
The setting for their non-PC operations is a
Christmas charity run by the Hastings (Hendricks and Hanson), where they are
dressed in Santa costumes. It is
true that the Hastings are not really admirable, but c’mon, a robbery of a
charity with Santa drinking alcohol and using offensive language with the
kids?? This makes me want to limit
the Constitutional Amendment for free speech.
Bad Santa
2 is meaningless, without any scrap of redeeming quality. Even the one cheery character, Thurman,
is portrayed as dimwitted, and persists even after plain good sense should tell
him not to continue his pursuit of Willie as “family.” We see no cleverness in the jokes or in
the plans for the robbery (turn out the lights, open the safe, escape through the
garbage chute—which is fitting).
We see the expected end result, including a slightly sheepish Willie
making a turn…oh no, not making a turn.
Tell me you don’t want to see this
movie.
Grade: F By Donna
R. Copeland
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