Breakin' 2: Electric Boogaloo

Bonus points for me using the phrase "Electric Boogaloo" whenever presented with a part 2 scenario.

If you want instant comedy, just use this film's title and you will create some huge belly laughs. This is less of a film and more of an extended music video with some brief moments of dialogue. I like all the clanking you ca hear from the hundreds of long earrings and multiple loose belts everyone was wearing. This film did the rotating room scene better than Nightmare.

Synonymous with goofy sequel titles and is impressively goofy on its own but there is nothing wrong with this movie. A million times funkier than try hard garbage like Grease 2.

Holy moly netflix up Breakin' 2 Electric Boogaloo. Cops dont use guns, they use dance.

There's a PLOT??? I was too busy watching the flick, wishing I could poplock and trying to track down a fairly cheap copy of the soundtrack. But to see how talented these guys are, youtube Michael chambers who was also the urkelbot in family matters as well as some footage of him on a japanese TV show breakin' to Computer Game by YMO

More fun and enjoyable than it has any right to be; improves upon its predecessor by essentially throwing plot to the wind and focusing on its talented cast's dancing abilities. The musical numbers are inventively staged (absurd as they are), especially Chambers' Fred Astaire tribute (!) and the uproarious hospital number. The evil city planners/developers make for beautifully hissable antagonists, though (*SPOILER* I guess) their eleventh hour capitulation is hilariously abrupt and silly!

Despite being full of energy and some hot young bodies, this film is just too stupid to be taken seriously. A sub-children's-sitcom plot about raising money to save a youth centre is thinly spread into the gaps between the many unexpected and unwarranted musical numbers. The acting is universally bad and none of the subplots have any originality. However, I must add 10 points for the cleverly-shot scene where Turbo dances on the ceiling and walls of his bedroom.

Somehow even weirder than the first, the first surrealist-pop-art-dance-movie? In a decade of hyper-capitalism and hyper-masculinity, its so fun to watch an 80s movie where a group of skinny black guys (decked out in leather straps, long dangling earrings and crop tops) are the heroes and the greedy corporate Republicans are the villains. So much more than a 'bad movie' punchline, the energy and plotless absurdity on display is fucking incredible. Golan-Globus were geniuses.

Crappier than the first one, but I am such a sucker for breakdancing.

While the plot suggests that this would be a film full of unintentional comedy, it's mostly just unwatchable.

No where near as good as the first one even though this was shot immediately after the first was finished. For whatever reason, the music is worse, the dancing is not as cool, and the story is embarrassing. At least in the first one, there was no plot so when they didn't explain why certain things happened, it didn't really matter. However, in the sequel, there is a pretty clear plot, complete with cartoonish villains. Deus ex machinas abound for every problem and it is pretty obvious