This review reportedly contains spoilers. I can handle the truth.

A surprisingly politicized story wrapped up in a slapstick action flick where Danny Trejo is like an old, tougher, Mexican James Bond who gets hotter women.

Wash and Socks do everything we'd ever want to do to a carload of stupid college frat kids.

More entertaining than the first, more.... homoerotic, more LANE PRYCE!, and (literally) more of Stephen Fry's... 'presence', making this possibly the most, for lack of a better word, stylish and Hollywood-friendly Sherlock Holmes film to date.