More meta than its predecessor, Punching the Clown, but ironically Punching Henry seemed to have less to say about both LA culture and the value of uncompromising art. The Seinfeldian (yeah I'm making that a thing) circular causality that tied everything together brilliantly in PtC wasn't there this time, and the ending didn't hit nearly as hard.
Comedy sequels are damn hard to pull off though (inherently the joke's never as funny when you already know the punchline), and Punching Henry does about as well as most could hope for. There were some great scenes & setups (the extended battle with Doug Stanhope's cab dispatcher comes to mind immediately) and overall it was a consistently funny watch.
It's weird to see a modern comedy movie where there are actual...ya know...written setups to jokes instead of off-the-cuff adlibs and slightly-amusing one-liners. It's also depressing that that's weird, thank you foreign market sales & endlessly stunted comic book nerds!