However, the even worse than the film being a cheap rehash of the previous installment, there was absolutely no satisfactory resolution to any of the conflicts. Dominic and Lauren are still dealing with their careers pulling them in opposite directions. Jeremy and Kristen are still dealing with him being afraid of commitment and her being too demanding. Here, every issue that was presented to the couples in the previous film are still present here. A good sequel takes all of the previous development, both plot and character, from the previous film and continues it as new troubles are presented to the protagonist. As time passes and shenanigans ensue, the couples must learn to overcome these issues and either grow together or grow apart.Īlthough the film is a sequel to 2012’s Think Like A Man in title, it certainly isn’t in spirit. However, their luggage isn’t the only baggage that managed to find its way to Las Vegas with them as nearly each of the respective couples bring their own share of problems. They have decided to get married in Las Vegas, and they have brought along their friends. The plot of the movie centers on Michael and Candace, played by Terrence Jenkins and Regina Hall. To avoid them, skip the fourth paragraph of this review! Although it is typically frowned upon, in order to properly convey the level to which this movie failed to tell a story, it has become necessary. Warning: this review will contain a few spoilers. Perhaps director Tim Story should have taken this into consideration before inundating movie goers with a virtually endless barrage of them to create the most superficial and obvious cash-in in recent memory: Think Like A Man Too. Otherwise, you’re better off watching the first one over again.There is nothing wrong with clichés in a movie if they’re used properly and, more importantly, sparingly. ![]() If Michael Ealy’s baby blues, Meagan Good’s bodacious booty, and Kevin Hart’s generally funny presence are enough to satisfy, then this is the movie for you. The closest we get is the bachelor crew almost participating in a Magic Mike-esque amateur stripper contest. The intertwined storylines become too heavy handed and they ultimately get in the way of the movie achieving any truly raucous laughs. Career woman picks man over job, mama’s boy finally stands up to his mama, womanizer finally ends his womanizing (again), guy finally gets over his daddy jitters, and Kevin Hart engages in general hijinks. The ending is too neatly wrapped in a bow, the plot lines too predictable. The real tragedy of the movie comes from the fact that everyone in this movie can genuinely act, but they’ve been given subpar material to work with. ![]() Kevin Hart’s comedic delivery is as on point as ever, but the funniest scene in the movie might be an underwear and argyle socks dance he does to Pitbull’s “I Know You Want It.” And where there’s Pitbull, there can only ever be mediocrity. Sure it’s funny, but it offers the kind of laughter you’ll forget about as soon as the movie’s over. From the bumbling white husband (whose friendship with the rest of the group is unclear) to the groom’s frat bros Isaac and Terrell – played by Adam Brody and David Walton – who are the butt of jokes like “what kind of self-respecting white woman names their son Terrell?” and “Their frat must have been Abercrombie & Fitch Epsilon.” The two duds spend the rest of the movie muttering drunk nonsense to fit their drunk white frat boy stereotype. ![]() The freshest part of the movie is how far they take the ridicule of the token white characters. The bride and groom, as usual, are reluctant to participate in the craziness because they love each other, and their friends are trying to get them to let loose and have a good time to mask their own relationship problems. But the formula is stale: the girls are trying to outdo the guys for one crazy night in Vegas and vice versa. This time, the requisite mama’s boy and the single mom from the first movie (played by Terrence Jenkins and Regina Hall, respectively) are set to walk down the aisle, and the whole gang is back together for a wedding weekend in Vegas. The problem stems from the fact that the book -–which was the source of the fresh comedy in the first movie-has no advice on how to add humor to a wedding romp in Las Vegas that takes place after the main characters have gotten their man. Hollywood Sequel Syndrome is alive and well in this second installment of the black ensemble comedy Think Like a Man, based on the Steve Harvey book of the same name.
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