Spinal Tap II: The End Continues

If the original went to 11, this one goes to about 7.

It's probably difficult attempting to return to the format you created (and hundreds of others hhave been influenced by) and expecting as good as return as the original.

It's not laugh out loud funny very often, but it's an enjoyable watch. Like hanging out with your cool uncle who's a bit slower, and isn't as invested as he used to be.

Still, I could watch Marty interview Nigel for three more hours.

I loved the original Spinal Tap movie, so I was looking forward to seeing the sequel. 40 years was way too long to wait to do this project. All the major actors were way too old. Ok, Mick and the boys are still being wheeled out for concerts but let's face it, rock n roll is a young man's ( or women's) game.

There were some fun parts but like many sequels it felt more like a money grab than a well thought out effort. There were only a few others in the theater which explains its financially bomb status. I guess it's back to his guitar and cheese shop for our heroes.

Every time I hear of a sequel being made for a movie, something along the lines of "30 years later" or "the next generation", I always feel skeptical to watch it, and I'm usually right for doing so.

No way was I expecting this to be the masterpiece that the first movie was, but I also didn't find it lacklustre or underwhelming. It wasn't necessary to make sequel, but since they did make it, I found it watchable and effortlessly funny like the first.

Sure, it wasn't as funny as the first-they rehashed a lot of the jokes-but I think some references were needed for us fans to connect with the movie.

I felt it had continued on with the trajectory of the first movie in terms of the humour. It's understandable that it's not going to have the energy of the first (I mean, they are older now), but the script (or improv) made sense with where the characters/actors are at this point of their career.

Overall, it was a bearable sequel with its own unique moments (and I definitely agreed with the cameos). It might not require multiple viewings, but I wouldn't mind watching it for a second time, just to see if I had missed any subtle gags.

Trying to re-create the magic and the innocence of the original spinal tap movie had to have been incredibly difficult to pull off. The jokes that were so funny in the first movie were probably just improvised by the actors, not necessarily, knowing if they were going to be that laughable or not. They tried that same formula for this new one and the jokes just fell flat. I hate to say it, but you sense that they were going through the motions a little bit bringing up ridiculous stuff they did in the past, and of course, bringing in legendary Rockstars like Elton John to give it more clout. There were a few moments in the movie that were mildly amusing, but that was about it. Sorry guys. My review won't be going up to 11. It'll be just a modest five or six on the volume scale. In other words it was pretty mediocre unfortunately. Hey at least they got the band back together for one last gig.

I don't know about the spirit of "Spinal Tap", but the spirit of the much-loved "Victor Meldrew" - in the guise of "David St. Hubbins" (Michael McKean) is alive and well here! A better and more curmudgeonly companion for the newly married and cheese-shop owning "Nigel" (Christopher Guest) and glue-museum curator "Derek" (Harry Shearer) you couldn't ask for as they reunite at the behest of the producer "Martin DeBergi" (Rob Reiner) for a last fly-on-the-wall to accompany their forthcoming one-night-only gig in New Orleans. If you thought the "Bros" movie (2018) showcased what happens when things don't go well in a band, well you're in for something altogether more acerbic as poor old "Derek" tries his best to mediate between his two sparring partner colleagues, whilst all three have to put up with the moronic interventions of their aptly named record company man "Howler" (Chris Addison) who wouldn't know a drum kit from a Kit Kat. With tensions mounting and reminiscences differing, their recording sessions get underway in earnest and thanks to a few contributions from musical knights Paul McCartney and Elton John as well as Trisha Yearwood and Garth Brooks, who knows but "Stonehenge" could be played to the baying fans just once more? It's a bit of a slow starter, this film, but once they've got themselves into gear and we start to hear their music as well as their bickering, the film starts to shine a little like the first outing from forty-odd years ago. The dialogue is pithy and funny, the lyrics to the songs would never have passed the code censors as euphemisms galore appear verbally and visually to cement the original creative tackiness of the concept. There's an entertaining chemistry between McKean and Guest, Sir Elton joins in with some gusto (if perhaps not with the most convincing acting you'll ever have seen) and it just goes to show that these ageing rockers still have what it takes to send up an industry that is riddled with parasitic hangers-on, old grudges and died-in-the-wool fans who'd turn up to the opening of an envelope. It hasn't quite the sharpness of the original 1984 outing, but you still have to ask what chance their eleventh (or is it twelfth) drummer "Didi" (Valerie Franco) will make it through to the credits? Good fun!