ClassyWas Excellent, smart action film.

FuzzyTagz If the ambition is to provide two hours of instantly forgettable, popcorn-munching escapism, it succeeds.

Brendon Jones It’s fine. It's literally the definition of a fine movie. You’ve seen it before, you know every beat and outcome before the characters even do. Only question is how much escapism you’re looking for.

Kinley This movie feels like it was made purely to piss off people who want good shows

Leofwine_draca BIG BAD MAMA II is the cheap, B-movie sequel to the first film, with Roger Corman still producing. This time it was directed by no less than Jim Wynorski, who plays it up as a skin flick for all its worth; there are body doubles, skinny dipping and sex scenes shoehorned into the mix. The plot is a weak retread of the previous film's, but Angie Dickinson has fun reprising her role and there's novelty value from the casting of Robert Culp in a sympathetic role as well as Bruce Glover as the antagonist. The violent shoot-out at the climax is a lot of goofy fun.

gavin6942 When their home is repossessed, Wilma McClatchie's husband is killed and she and her two nubile young daughters set out to rob anything belonging to the owner of the bank concerned.First of all, being a Jim Wynorski movie, you have to have low expectations. But even for him, this is rather a dud. Not his worst, but far from his best. Second, you have to wonder why Angie Dickinson would agree to this. Being in the first one was "slumming it", so this is practically an insult. Though surprisingly for a Wynorski film, this may have less nudity than the original.And then there is the strange overt political message. Maybe I missed it, but I don't recall the talk about Hoover shanties and the rich against the poor in the first film. This time it is really blunt, not even cleverly worked in. What exactly is the point?

Dave from Ottawa The first Big Bad Mama was a quickie Bonnie and Clyde wannabe on a much lower budget and a much shorter shooting schedule. Angie looked good and seemed to be enjoying herself in a rare bad girl role, and there were enough car chases and shoot-outs to keep the viewer from falling asleep.Big Bad Mama II is more (and less) of the same. Mostly less, since writer- director Jim Wynorski aims for camp, but can't manage to get laughs with anything. (This was a career-long failing for him.) Angie is back, but she's now over 50, and the Depression gangster genre has put on a few years too. With nothing new in the way of story ideas or screen visuals, there seems to be no point too having made a sequel beyond cashing in on the original for its video notoriety. More car chases, more guns, but little point. The sequel is only for die hard Angie fans. Collectors of celebrity nude will be disappointed that Angie's nude scenes were doubled (by former Penthouse model Monique Gabrielle).

Woodyanders 1934. Shrewd and two-fisted no-nonsense matriarch Wilma McClatchie (a still lovely and sprightly Angie Dickinson) and her two nubile daughters -- brash Billie Jean (the insanely gorgeous Danielle Brisebois) and the sweet, but rather dim-witted Polly (adorable Julie McCullough) -- get revenge on crooked politician Morgan Crawford (a sublimely slimy Bruce Glover) by not only robbing various banks he owns, but also by kidnapping his nice guy son Jordan (likable Jeff Yagher). Director/co-writer Jim Wynorski relates the compact story at constant quick pace, offers a sharp line in amusing campy'n'cheeky humor, stages the exciting, if less than realistic action scenes with real gusto (said action includes a fierce sisterly catfight and a wild anything-goes brawl in a bordello), manages a few moments of humanity amid all the merry silliness, presents a credible enough evocation of the Great Depression era, and, of course, gives us a generous sprinkling of tasty female nudity (a skinny dipping sequence with Julie and Danielle rates as the undeniable yummy highlight). The solid acting from an able cast helps matters a whole lot: Robert Culp lends excellent support as helpful and compassionate journalist Daryl Pearson, Ebbe Roe Smith is appropriately hateful as Morgan's sleazy assistant Lucas Stroud, Charles Cyphers does well as ornery police chief Stark, and Kelli Maroney has a cool last reel cameo as fast-driving fugitive Willie McClatchie. Robert C. New's polished cinematography boasts plenty of neat cinematic flourishes (I really dug the bullet hole-style scene transitions). Chuck Cirino's twangy and jaunty score hits the harmonic spot. A hugely entertaining outing.