I loved the first movie, but damn, Africa, what happened? There's not even any romance (which the first one had while being silly); instead it is like a three stooges episode the entire time. I feel bad for Virginia Gardner and Dylan Sprouse why must have been locked into a contract. I also feel really bad for the actual author who I'm sure wrote a way better book than this is.
I have no idea if I will be able to make it through the last thirty minutes of this, just like I have no idea how to add two hundred more words to this review.
I saved this movie to watch specifically when I was drunk, and not even that helped. It is really THAT bad. Save yourself.
I have no idea if I will be able to make it through the last thirty minutes of this, just like I have no idea how to add two hundred more words to this review.
I saved this movie to watch specifically when I was drunk, and not even that helped. It is really THAT bad. Save yourself.