Roger Ebert pointed out in his review, “Alas, Part 2
seems even more like a Stallone vehicle than the first movie. I'm not even sure
it's intended as a comedy. It's filled wall to wall with the kind of routine
action and violence that Hollywood extrudes by the yard and shrink-wraps to
order. But the sequel makes no particular effort to be funny, and actually
seems to take its ridiculous crime plot seriously - as if we cared.”
There’s a major problem with the movie. Eddie Murphy
is not likable in the sequel. He now is an arrogant loudmouth. A little of him
goes a long way. Ebert mentioned, “Somehow they've lost track of their original
appealing idea, which was that a smart, funny street cop from Detroit would waltz
into Beverly Hills and deflate the Porsche-and-sunglasses set.” Doesn’t work
that way this time.
Murphy’s idea of a funny scene in this movie is to
yell a lot at people in a harsh, angry voice. There’s a scene where he visits
the Playboy Mansion and shouts at the receptionist, and you want to just turn
off the movie. Murphy appears to be the problem rather than the solution.
Ebert asked, “What is comedy? That's a pretty basic
question, I know, but "Cop II" never thought to ask it. Doesn't
comedy usually center around a series of surprises based on insights into human
nature? Let's assume that everyone in Beverly Hills is obsessed with money,
power, possessions and social status. Let's further assume that a black cop
from Detroit rides into town and doesn't give a darn for their effete values
and conspicuous consumption, and cuts through the nonsense like a knife through
butter. That would be funny. It is, however, an idea the "Beverly Hills
Cop" movies have been unable to fully exploit after two tries. Instead,
Murphy and his associates make the fatal error of assuming that the way you
deal with jerks is to be a bigger jerk.”
For what producers Don Simpson and Jerry Bruckheimer
probably paid for the screenplay for this movie, they should have been able to
get a new one. The plot of this sequel is recycled from other mindless, basic,
modern, high-tech movie. It’s not even a plot. It’s a series of usual
scenarios, with The Chase, The Powerful Men of Evil, The Hot Material Woman, The
Hit Men, and The Shootout. (The Chase has a cement truck, and it proves, hands
down, that cement trucks do not work very well in chases.)
Ebert admitted, “I'm an Eddie Murphy fan. I think that
on a good day, he is capable of being funnier than anybody else in the movies
right now. I was one of the admirers of "The Golden Child," his
comedy from last Christmas, which plugged him into a cheerfully ridiculous
plot, and made him a lovable character who was doggedly trying to endure a
series of exotic dangers. I also like Murphy when he's street-smart and
capable, as in "48 Hrs.," (1982).”
Ebert continued, “What I don't like is the unstated
assumption, in "Cop II," that Murphy is funny by definition, and that
anybody who gets in his way is a fool. Maybe Murphy should study some of those
old "I Love Lucy" episodes where Lucy gets into situations she can't
handle: She's up against a snooty headwaiter in a stuck-up restaurant, let's
say. What does she do? Scream at the guy? No, she always finds a way to deflate
the guy simply by remaining true to her own character and insisting on being
treated as a human being.”
That’s what’s missing in this sequel. We aren’t
against the way the villains in Beverly Hills want to treat Murphy, because,
sadly, he’s a bigger jerk. Obviously, because he’s the protagonist, no one else
in the story is allowed to put hands on him. However, here’s an interesting idea.
The movie might have been funnier if they had reversed every situation and made
Foley the punchline of the jokes.
With Dean Stockwell, Brigitte Nielsen, and Jurgen
Prochnow playing the villains, you would think they would make the film
interesting, but they don’t. Chris Rock was even shoved into a scene here, and
this was one of his first roles. You can tell how bad of a sequel it is,
especially when inserting Hugh Hefner’s Playboy Mansion in this sequel. Murphy
felt like he was doing everything he was supposed to and the supporting cast
wasn’t helping him. You can’t just make the comedian protagonist do all the
work and not do anything yourself. Everyone has to do their part, and no one
was. I own this movie on VHS, and this was a disappointing sequel. Especially
since this came out the same year as Murphy’s stand-up “Raw.” Don’t see this
sequel, you will hate it.
Next week, we will be looking at the absolute worst in
the series in “Beverly Hills Cop Month.” Sorry for the late response. I was
going to write the review before I was called to go out for a late night snack.
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