First of all let me say I loved the first Bad Santa, which is to me probably the best Christmas movie ever, equal with Le Père Noël Est Une Ordure. So I was really looking forward to Bad Santa 2. And I can't say I'm disappointed, on the contrary, I just loved it again. The addition of Kathy Bates to the story was brilliant. Billy Bob Thornton is still the worst Santa ever, but his mother (Kathy Bates) is of the same level. Foul language all over, wich probably reflects in the very low ratings this brilliant movie gets. Humorless people just can't take this kind of stuff when it's about their pretty fancy Christmas spirit movies. Bad Santa is for people that don't take this annual event that serious. Brett Kelly is a bit older now and still the same nerd but it worked better in the first movie, still a delight to watch though. I will have now three Christmas movies to watch next year. Three comedies that will make this period easier to swallow.

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.

Willie (Billy Bob Thornton) teams up with Marcus (Tony Cox) and his mother (Kathy Bates) to rob a crooked charity in Chicago on Christmas Eve. Brett Kelly is back. He is not longer a dumb fat kid, but now is a dumb fat adult. Male fantasy Christina Hendricks has a role and Billy Bob Thornton says the things to her every guy wish they could.

The actual robbery was at the end of the film and was anti-climatic in a film that never had a climax...other than that other kind. The movie was filled with sexually crude, over-the-top humor that was amusing from the shock value, but not LOL funny...like a bad Apatow movie. Certainly this is a low point for director Mark Waters. Octavia Spencer was funny as a prostitute, although if you are really that hungry Octavia, I'll make you a sandwich. Co-writer Shauna Cross demonstrates her diversity as she was the screen writer for "If I Stay" a polar opposite type of film. Kudos, I think. If you like crude sexually humor, that is what this film is all about.

Guide: F-word, sex, crude sex talk, fake scrotum nudity.