This is probably just a very personal interpretation, but I feel as if Bob Clark couldn't have chosen a more painfully apt title for this sequel even if he wanted to. "The Next Day
" To me, that fully sounds like that dreadful hangover syndrome. You partied hard, drank way too much and did a whole lot of things that seemed like a good idea at the time but now are bound to regret
In short, you spent an awesome time but then, inevitably, the next day brings a terrible headache. You feel empty, lazy, uninspired and plain simply you want to be left alone. "Porky's 2" alarmingly lives up to this unpleasant sentiment. The original is a tremendous guilty pleasure, because it genuinely makes you feel as if you are a sordid and derailed partying teenager again! The vulgar pranks are plentiful and impossible not to laugh with, the gratuitous sleaze is too welcome and the continuous politically incorrect ambiance is simply irresistible. The sequel, however, tastes like a sour after-party in your stomach. Gone is all the harmless entertainment; replaced only by embarrassment and redundant that makes you wonder why you even bothered in the first place. I honestly don't know what happened here
All of a sudden the infantile jokes make room for boring morality speeches and the act of juvenile delinquency are being replaced with charity initiatives! In the original, our 50's gang of hormone-overloaded adolescent losers already fought against various types of authority (law enforcers, teachers, night club owners
), but at least they exclusively did so for their own benefit
To see naked chicks and get laid as quickly as possible. Here, they battle against even tougher types of authority (like politicians and the local church community), but for a greater – and utterly implausible – purpose, namely to prevent a high school stage play about the oeuvre of Shakespeare from getting canceled. I'm sorry, what?!? The characters we were introduced to in "Porky's" wouldn't care less about anything school relate, let alone an art class project! Suddenly the biggest schoolyard perverts have become teacher pets, the school bimbo transformed into the sensitive and understanding type and laughing stock Pee-Wee has turned into the archetype of manliness. Only the one sequence in the graveyard, when Pee Wee hires a prostitute to pull a prank on his friends that evidently backfires, vaguely reminds us that we are – in fact – watching an installment in the "Porky's" franchise. The amount of T&A decreased with approximately 400%, there isn't a single ROTF moment and the morality lessons ("don't be a hypocrite") are pitiable. Once more I'm reminded of the classic song by the Dire Straits "Heavy Fuel", with its lyrics "Last time I was sober, I felt bad. Worst hangover I ever had". That's the next day for ya!
Review of Porky's II: The Next Day
