Horrible Bosses 2

Fratboy humour has reached a level so low you need scuba gear to penetrate its murky depths. This is Round 2 in the battle of the brainless. There are no winners, only casualties.

HB1 was all about homicide in the boardroom. If your boss is a fascist pig string him up by his old school tie and leave him dangling from the banister rail. Or something to that effect.

HB2 takes the concept one step further. To hell with bosses! Let's start a business without them. Or rather, everyone's a boss. Sounds democratic and cool, right? Wrong!

Three survivors from HB1 come up with a neat bathroom device which they call a Shower Buddy and are looking for investment to take it to the next stage. When they find that certain someone they have to sign chain linked clauses, otherwise known as contracts, which means they lose control. Daaahhh!!

In the real world, which this isn't, customers and colleagues get stuffed - who wants to be a banker, anyway? In this case, it's these three idiots who take the fall. Surprise? Hardly. Instead of murder they resort to mannapping with the same degree of futility.

Being moronically stupid is difficult to laugh at - exception Jerry Lewis and Dumb And Dumber. It is either seen as mentally defective, which has become non-PC now, or irritating. HB2 is of the latter category.

In tune with the fratboy analogy sex is given its head, as personified by Jennifer Aniston's nymphomanic dentist. As for the rest, Jason Bateman stands out. He's not even trying to be funny.