Let me make this clear. I loved THE HANGOVER– the highest grossing R-rated comedy of all time. “Part II” however is an act of comic desperation; I shall recap as a cautionary tale.

In the beginning “The Wolfpack” gathers at a diner, foul-mouthed and frantic for their dentist pal Stu to have yet another raunchy bachelor party before marriage number two; Bradley Cooper’s baby looks on as his daddy swears at everyone within earshot. Soon they’re off to Thailand– repeatedly called “thigh-land” –in case we missed the joke. Oh and Zach Galifianakis’ character is no longer fully human; he seems to have been genetically altered since the first film and now plays his chromosomally-challenged character with leaden gusto.

The “pack” awakens in a putrid room in Bangkok where they find Mr. Chow– again hairy and naked, a cigarette smoking monkey, and an amputated finger– later discovered to belong to the bride’s little brother–a gifted 16 year old cellist and aspiring surgeon who thinks this mutilation is so funny he almost laughs his head off too! After the monkey is shot and the guys are splattered by pig blood, they continue to try to recap the hi-jinks of the night before which apparently involved anal sex with a transgendered hooker. Along the way, they stop for lunch, cocktails, play guitar on a boat, and eventually make their way back to the wedding where the bride is thrilled that her pack-man has returned, tattooed and greasy within minutes of the ceremony.

As an extra bonus, the outtakes feature a recreation of the iconic photo taken during the Viet Nam war of a man being executed in the street at point blank range. Pretty hilarious, huh?

I have never laughed so little, felt so bad, and prayed so hard that it would soon be over. I pray too, that this film is never shown on an airplane; people will still be tempted to walk out.
In any case, see it at your own risk.