May 22, 2015

22 Jump Street (2014)

Jonah Hill, Channing Tatum, Ice Cube

There's really just not much to say.  

Everyone promised this movie was better than the first one, which isn't saying much, but still I was skeptical. And in a lot of ways, it is better. Just eliminating the constant poop jokes from not having the drugs shaped like poop helps a lot. And no Dave Franco. As a youngest child, I know I shouldn't say this, but I just don't ever see a point in time when I can not think of him as a lesser version of James Franco. And James isn't exactly casting a huge shadow with some of his movie choices. (Yes, I'm still complaining about This Is The End.)


Channing Tatum looks horrible in this movie. Granted, I'm not in his fan camp to begin with, but with no intent of body shaming him, he looks borderline fat. I only point this out because he's supposedly passing as a scholarship athlete in college, yet his body looks like it would 10 years after retiring from Magic Mike. If his character is supposed to be the hot one, they could at least have the decency to have him actually look hot. Like, shirt-off hot. Like, hot enough that when he wears the "sun's out, guns out" shirt you don't even notice the writing on the shirt, let alone roll your eyes at the irony because his arms look nothing like guns. Maybe bro tanks just aren't his thing.

Jonah Hill isn't off the hook here either. I know it's his character to be the schlubby one, but it was almost weird to see him like that again after he's lost all the weight in real life. Mostly it just reminded me that these are comedies made for guys, where a guy who looks and acts like Jonah Hill can somehow land this girl.

And Ice Cube continues to follow the money with little to no regard for his former reputation. Let's hope Straight Outta Compton the movie can remind people he used to do stuff other than act in lame comedies. 

But my complaints about the movie are not limited to the appearances of the actors. No, no, any credibility as a decent movie the movie built up throughout was almost entirely wiped out in the final sequence, which read like a bunch of stoned frat guys watching old Stalone movies and brainstorming the most "epic way" to end this. The movie doesn't take itself seriously, which is part of it's charm, but the ending is so spoof-like and ridiculous it makes me almost regret laughing at any of the jokes.

Oh, the most terrifying part of all happens in the credits, where they "joke" about all the sequels to this movie, listing no fewer than 48 possible plots. I couldn't laugh, fearing they might be serious.

Final word: Is it amazing? No. Is it even mediocre? Not really. But it is better than the first one. I'm sticking with that.


  1. I cannot even believe you watched this after your review of the first one. I shut this off after literally about 7 minutes. AWFUL!

    1. Marriage makes you do a lot of things you don't really want to do. Like watch this movie. Or anything with Seth Rogan or Jonah Hill, really.