Created by Nick Ball and John Niven
"No, you can't play the African fruitbat card!"
Failed chef ANTHONY HESTER and his best bud, perpetually horny JULIAN SIMMS decide to open up a detective agency in Montenegro, because of course with a background like that, what else would a couple of ex-pat doofuses they do?
But the two twenty-something private eyes are seriously over their heads when they set out to protect a sexy, high-end call girl who's a key witness to a scandal involving a U.S. senator.
Shot in Serbia with more put-the-butts-in-the-seats cynicism than skill or understanding of the genre, this is essentially a misguided comedy dressed up with lots of stuff blowing up, torture scenes, mutilation, wisecracks, bare breasts, nipples and male bonding -- more bargain basement Beverly Hills Cop with an Euro-trash twist than Chinatown.
The two leads are suitably bumbling here (I'd invoke The Hardy Boys here, but Frank and Joe actually knew what they were doing). It also stars Janet McTeer (doing her best Helen Mirren as a ruthless assassin), D.L. Hughley (as the boys' legless assistant) and a lot of people you almost recognize.
Although given how tacky, jevenile and downright peurile this film is, they probably hope you don't.
And it's probably telling that McTeer and Hughley, the only recognizable names in the first film, were noticably absent in the sequel, the cleverly titled Cat Run 2. Fans of the original can rejoice, however -- Scott Mechlowicz and Alphonso McAuley are back in the leads, and in this one they're back stateside, with Anthony now running a restaurant in Brooklyn and Julian still chasing anything with a vulva when they're not running their detective agency.
The plot? Some nonsense about biologically enhanced killer strippers out to steal military secrets. Yes, I said biologically enhanced killer strippers.
Need I say more?
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