Why lord, why? Why do another sequel?Ok, what were you expecting from this movie?
Lemme guess: Paul Kersey moving to another shit-filled town, another one of his friends and relatives killed, and him becoming a vigilante again, taking out the trash, right?
Yep, thatís all the movie is. Not only that, its overblown to dramatic proportions. This time we see Paul blowing like 75 people to hell with his machine gun, ordering a Magnum AND A ROCKET LAUNCHER BY MAIL, and him being shot at but never getting killed, because, SURPRISE he has a bulletproof vest. And whatís worst of all, when he uses his rocket launcher and blows the main baddie into smithereens, destroying the entire apartment, but he and his cop friend survive, even though both of them are like 5 FUCKING METERS AWAY FROM THE BLAST.
This isnít a movie, itís a parody, and the entire film is a parody, insulting and furthermore destroying the idea of the first one and making it a spoof. It takes every element of the first one and takes it to the extreme (The entire city dominated by a gang of thugs? Shouldnít the army be there establishing martial law for Christ sake? Are the Police THAT incompetent?). It also features the stupidest baddie of all time. I wouldíve shot this fucker with only one eye. Plus several plastic emotional moments that will leave you insulted out of your own intelligence. Youíll either laugh or be enraged. I was enraged.
And donít get me started with Bronson and Michael Winner, for the love of God.In the end, you wonít even care about the ending. Like anyone would give a FLYING FUCK ABOUT THE ENDING. It shouldíve ended when the first one ended. (0-5)