The world in 1988 was much different than it is now. I am not commenting from experience (I was too young then to remember anything). Rather, I am basing my analysis on the fact that “Crocodile Dundee II” was an enormous success at the box office.
This film is wretched. It recycles the same “Oh! I’m an Aussie in a new city” joke, but with less frequency and no creativity. Then it throws in a banal “hostage” situation that is resolved half way through the movie. So, you’re left with an extra hour of bullshit bush-whacking rifle scenes that could have been summed up in the typical 80s fashion: a f**king montage.
Instead of sticking to the “formula” of silly Australian man humor mixed with playful banter and goofy fight scenes, they decided to veer into the pseudo-serious. People actually get murdered, but Dundee’s character is incapable of evolving. He faces the imminent death of his loved ones with the same shit-eating grin because that’s the only expression Crocodile Dundee’s face can make.
Seems like this movie should have flopped, right? No. Everyone was so hopped up on Paul Hogan and straight Colombian cocaine that they bought fifty tickets instead of just one. Would it surprise you if I said that they made a third movie? How about a fourth?
It’s not that I don’t recommend watching this movie (I actually do). It’s just that you have to temper your expectations and realize that every joke you remember fondly in the original film is not in this one.
Oh, you can also watch it for free on YouTube.
Here’s the trailer.