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My Big Fat Greek Wedding 2

Year: 2016
Production Co: Gold Circle Films
Studio: Universal
Director: Kirk Jones
Producer: Tom Hanks/Rita Wilson
Writer: Nia Varadlos
Cast: Nia Varadlos, John Corbett, Michael Constantine, Lainie Kazan, Andrea Martin, Gia Carides, Joey Fatone, Mark Margolis, Rita Wilson, John Stamos

My Big Fat Greek Wedding was the perfect film for people who never go to the movies. It took every limp gag from a million romantic comedies that had come before it, threw in a whole lot of racial-stereotype-offence-skirting (but it was okay because it was Greek people doing it), and My Bigger Fatter Greeker Wedding 2: Going Greek (or whatever the hell it's called) does the exact same thing without any of the charm or humour the original supposedly had.

Toula (Vardalos – it was inevitable she'd return to this franchise after several false starts of a solo career) is back where we first met her despite being married to the man of her dreams and having a precocious teenage daughter. Her and Ian (John Corbett) have found themselves in a rut because they're too busy to be in love with each other – especially with Toula's expansive and exhausting brood around.

Their daughter wants to disown herself from all the embarrassing trappings of her extended family, all the usual aunts cluck and interfere around everyone, and when it turns out her folks Gus (Michael Constantine) and Maria (Lainie Kazan) never actually had their marriage properly officiated, Maria decides she might not want to be married to him at all if he doesn't treat her better.

As the title suggests, the race is on to solve myriad personal problems, talk the newly liberated mother around and put on the second wedding of the century. And that's just the major plot strands – there's too much going on with Toula's daughter's own growing pains and Gus' rivalry with his brother back in Greece, but the convoluted narrative is nothing more than an excuse to market the same comedy branding.

All the same jokes from the original are jammed in too – from shady cousin Angelo (Joey Fatone, who – like Vardalos and everyone else here – has no career to speak of anymore) to the obsessions with the origin of English words in Greek and Windex as a cure-all.

The degree to which you're a chin-stroker or a chin-scratcher will directly shape your response to this film. You'll hate it or love it exactly as you hope/expect based on the original.

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