'Bad Neighbours 2' - Review - Chris At The Pictures

Thursday, 12 May 2016

'Bad Neighbours 2' - Review

 ★ ★  ☆


Nicholas Stoller’s sequel to 2014’s leery, rowdy frat comedy is a surprisingly good-natured and progressive success. Seth Rogen and Rose Byrne’s Mac and Kelly are on the cusp of selling their home when a sorority led by Shelby (Chlöe Grace Moretz) moves in next door. Determined to end the sexist rule forbidding sororities from hosting their own nightlife, Shelby enlists ex-frat boy Teddy Sanders (Zac Efron) to help get the party started. Before long, he is dropped from the ranks and vows to help Mac and Kelly stave off the girls’ antics long enough to help get their house sold.

Seth Rogen has always been a bit of a deal-breaker for me, but this is easily the most bearable he’s been in a role that isn’t a cameo. Zac Efron’s charm is properly utilised for the first time in way too long, rising above the bland hulk of the first Bad Neighbours and the gurning prettyboy of Dirty Grandpa, while Moretz’ lively “sisters doing it for themselves” stuff is a hearty change of pace from her boringly traditional female role in YA dud The Fifth Wave. The whole bunch stick mostly to slapstick and crude body humour, which means the back-and-forth improv shtick of the previous instalment takes a merciful back seat. There are still odd languours between shipments of comedy, though one is offset by a perfectly-delivered blanch gag.

That’s not to say it’s an entirely low-brow affair: Teddy’s referrals to the glory days of ‘hoe parties’ are met with appropriate derision, there’s a refreshing alteration of which gender becomes objectified for the sake of comedy, and a smattering of the sorority chuckles have topical bite. There’s massive relief when the “that’s not okay, bro” attitude isn’t thrown away in the third act for a hasty, schmaltzy do-over (though there is a fine layer of cheese draped over the epilogue).

So while it is a smidge too long and occasionally topples over into Hangover 2 territory (read: if the joke isn’t funny, just say it louder), it goes a long way to undoing any bad feeling towards the first by mixing decent slapstick with a healthy helping of anti-frat sentiment: cheerful, harmless fun.