nick wibert’s review published on Letterboxd:
It’s jaw-droppingly bad. I mean that literally. There were at least two instances where my jaw dropped in complete disbelief of some of the things this movie did. When you get to the scene where “Angel of the Morning” starts blasting out of nowhere, you’ll know what I mean.
I wish I were exaggerating, but this is so much worse than I could have possibly imagined. Hader and Skarsgård are the only parts of this movie that I could say I like, and even then, they’re working with such shit material that it’s just sad to see them desperately trying to make it work.
You may want to take my opinion with a grain of salt, as I didn’t like the first one much at all either... but compared to the sequel, I think it’s amazing.