I can’t believe anyone had the cohones to ask people to pay for this sewage.
Unlike the first movie, where the premise is set up, there is no introduction here. The director just dives right in to unceremoniously jerking between scenes of the women arguing with their mothers (who, in an Amazing Coincidence, All show up unexpectedly a few days before Christmas), and of them drinking and complaining together. The script is terrible. There is no plot. The gags are over the top and unfunny. It’s poorly acted: I don’t think even one of the actors believes what they are saying (with the possible exception of Justin Hartley). Perhaps they can’t believe what a terrible movie they are in!
There is one scene in this movie that made me laugh: That of the 3 mothers in church on Christmas eve. The good will of that scene lasts about 15 minutes, then swerved right back into the sewer.
Be gone Bad Moms. May you be forgotten on the trash heap of movie history.