1. The question comes to mind: How do you make a Van Wilder movie without Van Wilder? The answer, after watching the end result, is you don't. Or at least you shouldn't.
2. The Rise of Taj is relatively pointless in the scheme of things, but refreshing in what it (mostly) doesn't resort to for laughs.
3. The four-years-in-the-making, badly recycled (not to mention awful) sequel might stain the honor of the Lampoon label if it hadn't already produced several even worse films.
4. Crikey, it's enough to give even stupid comedy a bad name.
5. Ryan Reynolds did Blade: Trinity, people. If he thinks a sequel is beneath him, you'd better believe it.
6. The film's incompetence is not limited to the writing, acting and directing. There are jarring jump cuts and continuity errors, and a laugh-out-loud eyeline mishap during a supposedly intimate conversation. One keeps expecting a boom mike to peek out.
7. In an askew way, Rise of Taj is a better film than Van Wilder, but when encountering cinematic crap on this level, it's hard to clearly distinguish the taste anymore.
8. Defines pedestrian filmmaking on every conceivable level, yet this embracement of mediocrity lends a surprising amount of legitimacy to its juvenile subject matter.
9. The laughs are low, the breasts are high, and the film is instantly forgettable.
10. As the movie itself is only occasionally entertaining, I invented my own competition: picking scenes from other movies that the Van Wilder 2 screenwriters ripped off because they didn't have any of their own ideas.
Based on these individual reviews, what is the critic consensus?
A low-brow comedy, minus the comedy.