Amusing mob comedy for older teens only.
| Original Score: 4/5
More than any other Robert De Niro film, invites the speculation that the once-revered actor has become the gimmicky comic screenwriter's whipping boy. [Blu-ray]
| Original Score: 2/4
The end credit outtake reel feels like a desperate bid to rescue the dud ending and make the moviegoers leave with a smile.
No longer has the elements of surprise and novelty in its favor.
| Original Score: 2/5
A marginally diverting, fun way to spend a couple of hours, and you even get to hear De Niro and Crystal duet on tunes from 'West Side Story.'
| Original Score: B-
Aren't we all just a little tired of De Niro's clownish schtick and Crystal as his nattering sidekick?
While it's fun to see DeNiro poke fun at the image that he's helped make so famous, the film just doesn't have enough of a storyline to keep your interest
| Original Score: 2.5/4
And the winner of the most Disappointing Sequel of 2002 Award goes to Analyze That.
| Original Score: 1.5/4
The jokes are often one-note and not pushed to their limit.
| Original Score: 63/100
...a bland comedy that seeks primarily to please its established audience and attempts to break little new ground.
| Original Score: 5/10
No dia em que aceitou dirigir esta continuação, Harold Ramis deve ter saído da cama com o pé esquerdo. E aqueles que decidiram assistir a este filme também.
. . .a pale and languid thing that rarely rises to the level of mildly amusing as characters with essentially nothing to do putter about on screen. . .
Forget about it.
| Original Score: 1/5
Overall, it feels like Crystal, De Niro, and director Ramis have settled into a familiarity with the material and each other that allows for richer comedic chemistry and improvisation.
| Original Score: 3/4
'Es el claro ejemplo de una cinta que comienza muy fuerte y termina muy floja, como una cinta más del montón.'
The film just doesn't have enough ideas to sustain a 100 minute movie...
There's more life in a mortuary than in Harold Ramis' laboured direction, the script creaks through 95 minutes as if they were 180, with no joke too obvious, cheap, or derivative.
Billy Crystal and Robert De Niro sleepwalk through vulgarities in a sequel you can refuse.
The stupid title alone reeks of an astonishing level of laziness on the part of the film's creative team.
This script feels so slap-dash that you wonder if anyone read it before the cameras started rolling