Ride Along 2 rides along at an even slower pace, making this the tamest ride you'll see in any thrilling theme park. Its predecessor made money, plenty of it. So for a sequel to be produced almost immediately after was inevitable, and the rushed duration of time spent creating this film clearly shows. Ben and James find themselves in Miami where intel of a drug ring leads them to investigate a respectable businessman, along with a homicide detective and hacker. I won't even lie to you, I had to look up the plot. Why? Because it was instantly forgettable. Scratch that, the whole film has been wiped from my memory. My C drive (that's Cranium Drive...heh heh) has been fragmented and abolished. I couldn't possibly replay, recite or reenact any scene from this film. Well, except the car chase that was stylised to look like 'Grand Theft Auto III', which makes no sense given the current generation game consoles and ruining a perfectly good car chase sequence with pixelated polygons. Hart and Cube's "comedy" has resorted to very loud shouting and screaming, where the former yet again didn't make me laugh once. Mind you, the whole film in its entirety made me feel dead inside. Munn actually did the best she could given the lacklustre material, and most certainly looked the part. The first ten minutes felt like a 'Fast & Furious' parody, given the inclusion of Gibson as well...which really left me confused. Is Ride Along 2 actually a spoof film disguised as an action comedy where it parodies all things wrong with franchise entertainment in every media industry!? No. It's just bad. The idyllic Miami environment was a welcomed change to any generic urban city, I mean there is a clubbing scene, plenty of floral attire and Hart eating hairy nachos on a picturesque beach. What more could one want! Yet, the forgettable plot and lack of humour resulted in a failed sequel. Wait...it's just dawned on me...this is very similar to '22 Jump Street' which also has Ice Cube. Coincidence? I think not! Anyway, no more please. I don't want to be watching a third one, like at all.