Paul Blart: Mall Cop 2
Comedy is not a science, but there is a technique that makes it funny. A lot of modern comedies like Knocked Up, This is the End, and The Interview (yes, I know all of these have Seth Rogan) work thanks to developed characters and smart jokes. Classic comedies had these moments as well, but one genre of comedy we rarely see anymore is slapstick. Buster Keaton and Charlie Chaplin were all master of creating large stunts that would evoke laughter for generations to come. Sitting on a train wheel as it’s moving in motion? Hilarious! A factory worker that can’t keep up with the strenuous machines? My sides are splitting!
Somehow, slapstick has become more associated with satire then with regular comedies. But since the genres have seemed to cross, parodies are no longer playing in theaters as many of the last features including Disaster Movie, Stan Helsing and Haunted House have shown to be unfunny. These kinds of slapstick movie fail because they go with the most obvious answers to the joke. Comedy is all about expectation, and if you can see what’s coming, then your comedy is going to fall faster then your comic on a banana peal. I guess no one considered this for Paul Blart: Mall Cop 2.
Paul Blart (played by Kevin James) is still proud of having saved his New Jersey mall six years ago from the thieves that tried to take it over on Black Friday six years ago (from the first Paul Blart: Mall Cop movie). But the woman he married from the ending of the previous film divorced him after six days and a milk truck hit his mother. Two of the most important people have left him and he’s about to lose a third; his teenage daughter Maya (played by Raini Rodriguiz) as she’s been accepted into UCLA.
For his actions, Blart is invited to a security guards convention where he’ll give the keynote speech. He accepts, knowing that he and his daughter need a vacation. They arrive at the Wynn Hotel where Blart meets with four other guards, Saul, Khan, Donna, and Gino, and makes tough chit-chat with the hotel staff. Blart finds out that he won’t be making a speech after all, deflating his spirits. Things get worse as a bunch of international thieves are planning on steeling some fine art from the hotel, including a Van Gogh. The thieves kidnap Maya get and it’s up to Blart to save the day again.
I never cared for the first movie and I really don’t care for Paul Blart: Mall Cop 2. The movie was produced by Adam Sandler’s Happy Madison company (this movie seemed to be ashamed by this as I did not see their logo in the opening credits), and it reveals why no one should be associated with this production house; high amounts of product placements, emphasis of gross out gags, and worse of all, unfunny material.
Perhaps Kevin James can be a funny actor, but he shows little interest here. Paul Blart is unlikable as a character and unamusing as a comedic personality. He spews jokes throughout the movie, yet not one joke made me laugh. NOT ONE! All he has is fat shaming jokes and food jokes. These are the kind of movies that set fat guys ten years behind, only saying that they eat and are lazy. I know plenty of fat people that are productive and find this movie repulsive. Even if a skinny actor had been cast, Paul Blart: Mall Cop 2 still wouldn’t have worked as over protective father stories are not funny and even the heist is not interesting. I’ll give credit that art is something that people don’t steel in Vegas, but still, a missed opportunity.
I’ll give this half a broken Segway out of five. Paul Blart: Mall Cop 1 and 2 are both so unfunny and lazy, that they belong in the seventy cent DVD bin at Wal Mart rather then a ten dollar cinema. Perhaps for Paul Blart 3, our hero will save people from a holdup at a Dunkin Donuts or something.