The only way to really enjoy this horrible movie is to watch it with the sound down and Jennifer Hicks dubbing her own actually funny version of the dialogue, otherwise this is a shitshow. MIB 2 is tow things, first it's one of those sequels that nobody wanted to do, it's clear in everything from the direction to the acting, secondly it's one of the worst studio blockbusters of the 2000's. Weirdly, neither returning Director Barry Sonnefeld not the two writers seem to remember what the made the first film funny, or smart, or entertaining, the witty humour and clever gags from the first movie are replaced by a way more broad, moronic vibe, with out of place moments of slapstick, plus a talking pug as a sidekick (he sings "who let the dogs out" in one scene, of course he does, how could they let that slide?) and an almost unbelievably irritating johnny Knoxville plus his even more irritating, awful mini second head (which is one of the most embarrassingly terrible and bizarre looking visual effects in a mayjor studio film in the early 2000's) sometimes it's like they took everything that was fun and memorable about the first and decided to blow it up and make it bigger, like the group of bantering smoking worm aliens from the first who get to become gun toting action heroes at the climax here. Then you've got Tommy Lee Jones, not that it would have saved the film but bringing him back wasn't the best idea in the first place considering that they wrapped that character very nicely in the first and proceed to undo all of that straight away in this, Jones looks bored, fed up throughout, he shares none of the chemistry with Smith (who is on full aggravating showboating dickhead form here) from part one, he looks like a man waiting to finish this damn movie so that he can run off with the check and buy another boat or pay for an especially grand holiday or something, he is lifeless and univested in a very visible way. If the first movie was Ghostbusters then this one takes all the worst qualities of Ghostbusters 2 (flatlining chemistry between the leads, a fading of the comedic spark first time around, the actual fact that no one wanted to make it) although where Ghostbusters 2 still maintained a sense of enjoyment, this is pure, cynical, stale product. On top of all that, besides the amazing array animatroic and puppeteered marvels that the legendary Rick Baker brings to life, the computer generated effects work here is shockingly horrible looking, it often seems unfinished, and with the lack of investment elsewhere here that seems highly likely, this is particularly true of the big action climax which features some of the most visually ugly and badly aged cgi in memory, between sticking an actors head on a cgi mini body (which looks like some grotesque moving photoshop) and what the fuck ever that big load of wiggly green shit is meant to be at the end, it's an eyeball insulting horrorshow. The plot too is terrible and half baked, and well done once again Hollywood for undervaluing Rosario Dawson and saddling the talented, funny and charismatic actress with a underwritten sub-role that leads to a "whatever" plot twist. Everone involved in this film (aside from Rick Baker, whose practical creatures are sadly some of the last of their kind in big films like this) has every reason to be ashamed of themselves, this is a really, really fucking poor movie.