This incessantly shrieky sequel to 2012’s altogether more likable Think Like A Man reunites the maritally challenged cast and sends them to Vegas, where the boys and girls embark upon competing bachelor/bachelorette nights.
Kevin Hart is our best man and narrator and is tolerable for about 15 minutes, after which time his pantomime screaming becomes as grating as the movie’s Hangover-lite pop-promo ambience. Watching it is like being the only sober person in a room full of drunks, all of whom find their company much funnier than you do. The original film (freely dramatised from Steve Harvey’s fatuous gender-war manual) clearly hit a nerve; this just gets on one.