"Ah, just like the Kardashians!"
Hardly the sequel the world was waiting for, over thirty years later this story is basically an inversion of the original fish-out-of-water tale, in which Eddie Murphy's Prince is now an African King, but he has no male heir - until an illegitimate son from his earlier time in America is discovered and flown to Africa with his larger-than-life mother to assume his birthright. Although this is a very much dialled-back Eddie Murphy - and the film is better for it - this sequel is still more of the same: crass comedy that lands very occasionally, Murphy and Hall playing multiple unwatchable characters, and writing and performances that are generally given the broadest of strokes. Fans of the Wayan Brothers' style of comedy and writing will probably enjoy this film, but otherwise it is quite a long slog, even with a largely pleasantly engaging performance from Jermaine Fowler (going full Fresh Prince) as Murphy's newly-acquired grown-up son. There are a few bloopers during the end credits that lift the mood, but the post-credits scene is pointless.
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