Super Troopers 2

What does 2 indicate?

There was a 1?

Worse! There was a 1 and now there's a 2 which means the producers believe there's an audience out there for crass cinema and if they are right we're doomed.

Something has happened to comedy. Once it was funny. Now it's disgusting. Lavatorial humour has evolved into post porn sex gags and a rash of badass laddism.

The script for 2 is unworthy of the name. A garage band, called Broken Lizard, become highway patrol cops sent to the Canadian border to sort out a land dispute and maybe apprehend smugglers.

What they are up to, other than pissing off overweight Mounties who speak French, is of little consequence compared with the more important question concerning Brian Cox and Rob Lowe. What, in heaven's name, are they doing here? Occasionally good actors take on roles that are beneath them to pay the mortgage or the alimony or their daughter's birthday party. There is no excuse this time. Faced with financial ruin, or reputation melt down, they should have sold the house, stopped taking calls from lawyers and given away the kids rather than honour this politically incorrect toerag of a movie with their presence.

Even discussing a plot that soils itself every time it goes outside feeds the beast. Let's say that big boys in uniform behave like little boys in shorts pants when Teacher's in the bog.

The language is four lettered and stinking of fish. The acting is as loud as an elephant's fart in a flea factory. The jokes involve genitalia malfunction and the action is bash-and-crash.

Subtlety is a dead fish in a toilet bowl and character development has been blocked with bile. Broken Lizard behave like The Naughty Nunces from that comic Mum'n'Dad banned 15 years ago. Break down the barrier between bad taste and mindless response and you have Super Troopers.

Hail to the pricks of misrule!