Masterpiecity is in the eye of the beholder. This is objectively a really terrible movie, but I don’t care. My dad had two bootleg VHS tapes with parts 2 to 5, and we watched them enough times so that they blended into one big Police Academy universe. We quoted many of the cheap jokes over and over again, we laughed preemptively at the cheap gags that were only about to happen, and in secret, I tried over and over again to do that thing Michael Winslow does with his voice. I never succeeded.

There’s a part of me that finds the movie awfully cringeworthy today, but that hardly matters. There’s a part of me that can find a few defensible…

You know, when I was a kid, I didn't realize Bobcat Goldthwait could actually speak. This reminds me of why that is.

Even though this entry overdoes it with gay jokes, I'd put it a notch above its predecessor (though not enough to give it a higher star rating). These kooky characters are a bit more endearing this time around and get a moment to shine by the end showdown.

Though he's our main hero, so to speak, Mahoney really isn't much more than somebody trying to channel a "he's immature but still the smartest guy in the room" type of character, kind of like Fletch or Peter Venkman. Larvelle Jones at this point becomes the most interesting character by…