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WHEN LEGENDARY TREASURES FROM AROUND THE WORLD ARE STOLEN, INCLUDING THE PRICELESS PINK PANTHER DIAMOND, CHIEF INSPECTOR DREYFUS IS FORCED TO ASSIGN INSPECTOR CLOUSEAU TO A TEAM OF INTERNATIONAL DETECTIVES AND EXPERTS CHARGED WITH CATCHING THE THIEF AND RETRIEVING THE STOLEN ARTIFACTS.”Let me bring you up to speed. We know nothing. Now you are up to speed.” Thus is the bumbling, deadpan persona of Inspector Clouseau, as re-invented by Steve Martin, best summed up. In this sequel to the 2006 remake of the classic Peter Sellers films, Martin gets crisper direction and a smarter script than he did the first time out. Martin, to his great credit, has never been afraid to make himself look foolish or to take pratfalls–and if the viewer finds these remakes to be less satirical than the original Sellers films, he will still be letting our great laughs and chuckles through the course of the film. And what a cast! Martin is joined by John Cleese, Jeremy Irons, Lily Tomlin, Jean Reno, Bollywood superstar Aishwarya Rai, Emily Mortimer, Alfred Molina, and Andy Garcia–all of whom seem to be having a delightful romp–a feeling that’s contagious. The story picks up where the last film ended, with Clouseau’s having saved the precious Pink Panther diamond in Paris. Since then, Clouseau has been reassigned to parking-ticket duty, to keep him off the frayed nerves of Chief Inspector Dreyfus (Cleese). But a band of international thieves is wreaking havoc on the world’s treasures, and, before you can say minkey, the priceless Pink Panther goes missing, again. If plot’s a bit predictable, it’s no matter, since the phun is in the haplessness of Clouseau and the rings of nuclear fallout that surround him. And you may never pronounce hamburger the same way. Evair!–A.T. Hurley
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April 16, 2010
#1
The cast: Jeremy Irons, Alfred Molina, Jean Reno, John Cleese, Steve Martin. ALL GOOD ACTORS. Steve Martin is a brilliant guy. The Jerk was/is a hilarious film. Roxanne is a smart/funny movie.
So WHY is this piece of cinema torture so bad? It looks like everybody was getting paid, but no one cared about the work. Its not funny, none of it. One stupid pratfall after another followed by some lame jokes, ugh…
Do yourself a favor, skip this cinematic water-boarding.
April 16, 2010
#2
I am not sure where to start complaining about this film. Not only is it NOT funny, but Steve Martin should stick to playing characters closer to who he is and his nature because he seriously cannot keep an accent going, especially the French accent. The acting talents of Andy Garcia, Alfred Molina, Jean Reno, Jeremy Irons and John Cleese are wasted in every way, shape, form and direction. I am not sure what Lily Tomlin was doing in this film. It brings tears to my eyes to know these brilliant actors consented to star in this crap of a film! Someone please advise Aishwarya Rai Bachachan that she CANNOT act and is in dire need of acting lessons. She is a mediocre actress and even the word mediocre is too complimentary. Sorry to sound so negative, but I find being honest refreshing. Don’t waste your time.
April 16, 2010
#3
A good cast could not makeup for a bad storyline and uneven flow. It looks like silly jokes were edited together to form scenes, and in term they made a storyline. Not nearly as good as the first one, where the jokes were a well integrated part of the storyline.
April 16, 2010
#4
Despite some startling star power, including John Cleese, Lily Tomlin, and Jeremy Irons, this rarely rises above silly accents and slapstick. Your eleven year old will find it enjoyably unsophisticated, but fans of the Peter Sellers classics should seek entertainment elsewhere.
– wiredweird, reviewing the release to theaters
April 16, 2010
#5
It’s unfortunate that you won’t know until the end of the film that the best part of Pink Panther 2 is its opening credit cartoon. The impressive cast and grand locales almost manage to overcome Steve Martin’s utterly horrendous impression of Peter Seller’s infamously bumbling Inspector Clouseau, but the trite gags and immature pranks tire quickly. A few laughs do find their way into the antics, though perhaps more in pity than true amusement, leaving part two on par with its deplorable predecessor.
When notorious national treasure thief The Tornado returns from years of inactivity, a group of the world’s finest detectives are assembled to investigate. Due to the fame garnered from his past (mis)adventures in recovering the priceless Pink Panther Diamond, Inspector Clouseau (Steve Martin) is asked to lead the team of specialists, including Vicenzo (Andy Garcia), Pepperidge (Alfred Molina), Kenji (Yuki Matsuzaki), and Tornado expert Sonia (Aishwarya Rai Bachchan). With his unorthodox and clumsy method of sleuthing, it’s not long before Clouseau has publicly embarrassed the team of detectives and must now simultaneously regain his image and solve the mystery, as well as attempting to foil the advances of Vicenzo on this longtime sweetheart Nicole (Emily Mortimer).
Obviously the best thing to come of Steve Martin’s ludicrous sequel to a pathetic remake is the desire to watch the original Blake Edwards’ Pink Panther movies, of which there are plenty. In Martin’s defense, there is something momentarily amusing about adults bumbling around like children, cavorting about in absurd dance sequences, and muttering in terribly stereotypical accents – but it doesn’t last long. Several scenes are so ridiculous they’re funny, but the majority of the film is so obnoxiously immature that it’s just plain stupid. The few genuine laughs are quickly covered up by exasperating slapstick and pointless characters.
The unpronounceable “hamburger” gag, overly destructive karate, and strained semi-French lingo are all reused – it’s clear that what worked for the first film (commercially, not critically) has returned, leaving no room for fresh creativity. Clouseau is still a small-minded nitwit, eye-candy supporting ladies are ever-present, and the Chief of Police still unbelievably allows the scatterbrained inspector to solve crimes while carelessly destroying evidence and embarrassing the nation. Although you’ll lose brain cells watching Steve Martin reprise his mind-numbing role, at least the opening title sequence animation and jazzy music remain as accompaniment.
- The Massie Twins