Home Alone 2: Lost in New York (1992)
Rarely has a success-story been as unabashedly copy-pasted as in Home Alone 2. Still, it isn't the lack of creativity that makes this flick almost unwatchable: Where Home Alone balanced on a knife-edge when it came to how Kevin MacAllister downright thrashes the two antagonists, the sequel is brutally over-the-top. The film is jam-packed with violence which is presented with ostensible warmth and joy. It's discomfortable at best. The filmmakers don't seem to realize that the representations are inherently graphical, something the cheerful tone cannot redeem. On the contrary it only makes it worse, because it implies that throwing bricks at people's heads and setting them on fire can be seen as an expression of righteousness. The only things keeping this film remotely watchable is Macaulay Culkin squeezing out the last drops of his childish charm and some segments boasting a fun Tim Curry.