Good Burger 2 Is Nostalgic Food Poisoning

Based on a sketch from All That (Nickelodeon’s kid-equivalent Saturday Night Live), the original 1997 Good Burger echoed its grown-up equivalents that sprung from successful SNL gags, characters, or performers. Like the Corky Romanos of the world, Good Burger offered up piping hot performers (Kenan Thompson and Kel Mitchell) doing their successful schtick in a much bigger form, bolstered by ridiculous slapstick, a radio-ready soundtrack and tons of famous pals. It wasn’t very good, but then, none of the movies following this recipe were. Good Burger 2 follows a different still-stale formula, copied from the new flavor-of-the-week cookbook: Legacyquels. It brings back the old plot, old jokes, old songs and old, old actors for a straight-to-streaming cash grab. Good Burger 2 isn’t simply junk food. It is a petrified Happy Meal buried in the back of your childhood closet, reheated in the microwave. Good Burger 2 will give the most nostalgic customer food poisoning—and it’s the worst thing to happen to Less Than Jake since white-guy dreadlocks.
I bring up that band not just to further date the franchise, but because Good Burger 2 has its characters recite Less Than Jake’s collaboration with Mitchell for the first movie, “We’re All Dudes,” about a dozen times—including a lip-synced credits remix. When the entire aesthetic foundation of a movie 2023 is ska, maybe it’s time to pack it up, pack it up, pack it up.
Aside from the music, Good Burger 2 can at least boast participant loyalty among its positive qualities. Thompson and Mitchell return as Dex and Ed, plenty of supporting characters pop their heads up, and it was all put together by writers Kevin Kopelow and Heath Seifert, the original team that made the leap from All That to the big screen with the first film. At least shamed Nickelodeon creative Dan Schneider has been scrubbed from the production.
In fact, so much is the same that Good Burger 2 falls into the trap of so many legacyquels, in that the lack of a logical intended audience is apparent in the flailing script. There are some zany pieces of absurdity, but they’re merely side dishes to the repetitive, replicative entrée. The comedy finds itself paralyzed with contradictory intentions: The jokes have the silliness and inanity usually aimed at kids, but also the just-coasting-by laziness of a franchise installment that assumes it’ll get a pass from the 30-somethings who recognize its routine. It’s why Moonlight’s Alex R. Hibbert does Ed’s raspy voice (and old jokes) as Ed’s son, Ed 2, who is somehow not the main character—or even a character. It’s why there are so many moments where the only punchline is “Did you see that old Nick star?” Sure, Lori Beth Denberg’s Connie Muldoon stops by, but there’s nothing actually written for her in the script except the sidenote “Can we get Lori Beth Denberg back for an afternoon?”
Some of these gags spotlight the cognitive dissonance of making a kids’ movie for nostalgic adults. Resurrecting the stunt casting of Carmen Electra (She’s a nun! She posed for Playboy in the ‘90s but now she’s a nun! Ha ha!) is more likely to result in a series of uncomfortable questions than a chuckle. But plenty of people came back, possibly because Brian Robbins, the first film’s director, is now CEO of Paramount Pictures. In fact, that might explain a lot about this Paramount+ movie. Robbins left directing duties this time around to Phil Traill, best known for the destructively bad Sandra Bullock comedy All About Steve, but Robbins’ string-pulling is still felt in the amount of half-hearted Hollywood support sprinkled throughout the film.
Usually celebrity cameos are not obtained by movies using the Cameo app, but Good Burger 2’s “We Are the World” parody (a reference that would’ve been dated in the first movie) is stitched together from the front-facing camera footage of actors in their backyards and cars—their names emblazoned beneath them so that you don’t have to Google “Was that Danny Tamberelli?” It’s heartening to know that Andy Samberg took a few seconds out of his day to half-sing a little song behind his house, and probably only charged the production $150.