Bad Santa 2 Movie Review: This Holiday Season, Don’t Waste Your $$$$

There are a lot of things I didn’t ask for: I didn’t ask for the rise and fall of Nickleback. For a white kids music video cover of Fetty Wap’s Trap Queen. For Florida. I sure as shit didn’t ask for a sequel to the classic raunchy, but brilliant 2003 Christmas comedy Bad Santa, starring Billy Bob Thornton and Tony Cox. I sighed and noped my way into the theatre with zero hopes and low expectations. I suppose I should be grateful that I never felt the need to walk the fuck out the theater during the showing. First things first, this sequel didn’t need to happen. Unlike all the other cloned, watered-down, back door shitty actors-having sequels that immediately go straight to DVD, for whatever reason, Billy Bob decided to put the Santa suit back on for one more ride for a big theater release. These types of films should be reserved for the passé, washed out, don’t know when to take a break kind of actors. Instead, we got a talented cast in this. Tony Cox returns, as well as BB taking the lead, and Academy Award-winning actress Kathy Bates joining the team. Bates plays Billy’s shit-talking mommy dearest with an even rougher past that Thornton’s character. And of course, the infamous Thurman Merman (actor Brett Kelly) returns as a (surprise surprise) professional sandwich maker with a penchant for following his dandy Santa everywhere. From start to finish, the film lazily transitions from scene to scene. It’s choppily edited, and it overall lacks the magic its predecessor had. The…