Very very predictable, including the post credit scene !!!

From my favorite movies..

Absolutely the worst movie.

.Like the great film, it's made with a great deal of visible affection both in front of and behind the camera.

Alcoholic disaster Willie Soke, saved from suicide by loveable man-child Thurman Merman, moves to Chicago where he runs up against his old deeply unpleasant dwarf sidekick Marcus Skidmore and his even more deeply unpleasant mother Sunny. Together, the 3 of them plan to rob a charity which hires down-and-outs to be - yes, you guessed it - Santas under the guidance of dodgy philanthropist Regent and his big-breasted sex-starved wife Diane. Crime and sex ensues.I never saw the original, but I get the joke: wouldn't it be funny if there was a Santa whose every quality was diametrically opposed to everything Santa stood for? Well, apparently, it was such a good joke that it merits a sequel, albeit it had to wait for 13 years.This film has an ugly start - the fundamentally unlikeable Wille Soke, bemoaning his life, tries (and fails) to commit suicide. It then moves through a series of unpleasant events in which unlikeable people do unlikeable things (the most likeable of these being when Christina Hendricks repeatedly yells "F*ck me!", in the throes of a knee-termbler with a fully-Santa-clothed Billy Bob Thornton against a dumpster down a scuzzy back street alley.The only likeable character is Thurman Merman, 8 years old in the original movie and now 21 but acting in every respect as if he was still 8: a nice character, but not even slightly believable.The film contains profanity on an industrial pollution scale (not unexpected, but not very edifying either) and is profoundly unpleasant in almost every respect.Yet I laughed. Not constantly, and not that deeply, but it did raise chuckles fairly frequently. I suspect that this makes me a bad person, but I take comfort from the fact that I am no worse than the people who made this horrible film.I am ashamed to say that my lower lip trembled during the Silent Night sequence.

However, it doesn't have John Ritter or Bernie Mac, and Billy Bob is looking old as fuq but ain't he?The one thing that negative reviews say that is true is this movie is very vulgar.... as it should be.... This movie is full of laughs.Hopefully they make one more Bad Santa and some sandwiches!

Willie Soke (Billy Bob Thornton) is still a drunken screw up. Happy endings are BS. He tries to commit suicide only to be saved by The Kid, clueless Thurman Merman. Marcus Skidmore (Tony Cox) gets early release from prison and has a job lined up in Chicago, robbing a charity run by Diane Hastings (Christina Hendricks). They infiltrate by joining the Santa charity and then it's revealed that Willie's mother Sunny Soke (Kathy Bates) is the leader of the scam.It's not funny anymore. It's not so outrageously new. Even the Kid is no longer a kid. He's still chubby but the humor is gone. It's sad to sit thru an unfunny comedy. I wonder if a sequel could be made of him struggling to make it work in the suburbs with Sue. Kathy Bates competes for an ugly off. Billy Bob is lifeless. Hendricks is cold. Not much is funny here.

2003's Bad Santa is the ultimate irreverent Christmas movie. If you're burnt out on sappy, overly sweet joy around the holiday season, the dark, raunchy, unashamedly politically incorrect content of the first is the perfect antidote to that. The original also had great performances and a story with some actual heart to it in the end. The sequel, strangely made over a decade later, is more of the same, just not quite as fresh, without as much meaning and heart in it, but still entertaining, especially if like me, you're a fan of the original. The story, following down-on-his luck deadbeat safecracker Willie Soke, kind of tarnishes the happy ending of the original, and in a way undoes a lot of the character development that Willie went through. It's kind of a back-to-square one opening that resets the story to the place of the original, which is more or less what this installment is. I knew that going in and enjoyed some of the foul lines and funny situations, but the original had the support of (unfortunately deceased) gifted performers such as Bernie Mac and John Ritter, both very skilled comedians for Billie Bob to play off of, even Ajay Naidu from Office Space making a cameo. The sequel features Oscar Winners Octavia Spencer and Kathy Bates, as well as Mad Men alumni Christina Hendricks, as well as returning cast members Tony Cox and a grown Brett Kelly, who looks more or less the same just slightly taller. Bates does well as Soke's mother, but the addition of her character to the story sort of feels like the concept getting stretched, which is what this entire movie is. Although still funny, a segment in the film that features a heist of a high-priced estate feels forced and tacked on into the plot, seemingly an excuse to repeat the scene from the original with the kids sitting on Santa's Lap, with Willie confused and disgusted by what they ask for. A lot of the movie is like this, and it suffers from not having the indie-film feel that Ghost World director Terry Zwigoff brought to the original. It feels a bit more stripped down and an imitation of that style, and like I mentioned earlier, it just doesn't have the same heart. I would more or less only recommend this if you've seen the first multiple times and like it, and really want to see more of Willie and his messed up friends, like I did. If you've never seen either, see the original, and if you only thought it was fun for that one time watching it, you should probably leave it at that.I definitely hope that in another 13 years, we don't get yet another Bad Santa. I can't really figure out why they decided to wait so long after the feeling and interest of the original died down to do this, but the concept and idea is officially stretched as far as it can go. The talent on display and some of the genuinely funny laugh lines in this keep this from being firmly average.