There is certainly no expiration date for action sequels, and Bon Cop, Bad Cop 2 proves that old habits can provide the same results, even after more than a decade.
The original Bon Cop surprised audiences in 2006 as a uniquely Canadian take on the buddy cop film that became a classic catering to national audiences rather than film boards. Bon Cop, Bad Cop 2 is the matured adult that learned how to handle his liquor.
After an eight-year absence, Martin Ward (Colm Feore) and David Bouchard (Patrick Huard) find themselves reunited to investigate a car theft ring in Montreal.
Gone are deranged hockey fanatics that are killing to improve the sport; ridding it of high-profile people like Pickle-ington and Butt-man. Instead, we find a slick-haired villain, Sylvio DiPietro (Noam Jenkins), with ill-informed henchmen in this bilingual comedy-drama that distances itself from its predecessor with calculated steps rather than taking the over-the-top route employed in Bon Cop, Bad Cop.
The 11 years between films seemingly affected the script and appearance of Feore and Huard, while all the witty banter and boorish humour remain untouched.
It’s like comparing old Bond movies to today’s updates— the action may be grittier, and the humour more subdued, but it’s in there.
Like any buddy film, the success leans on the rapport of the two lead characters (whose past exploits are streaming now on Netflix Canada). Relatable to another subtitled clichéd buddy film, Rush Hour.
Huard, effectively playing a Quebec Chris Tucker, is at home once again as the reckless cigarette wielding and sharp-tongued Bouchard. Feore, a balding Jackie Chan without the acrobatics, reprises his role as the elegant turtleneck-clad Martin Ward. Now working for the RCMP, Ward is clear to point out the federal distinction to Bouchard many times throughout the film. While the relationship is a headache for the couple onscreen, it is pure joy for the audience.
Although the two share in their troublesome behaviour, with every twist in the investigation, it becomes clear that the stakes are higher this time around. Ward isn’t so keen to follow the rules and unhinges from his rigid concentration as his personal demons complement the film’s comedic moments. For example, when Ward unnerves audiences after a merciless tirade on a suspect, threatening to use power tools, Bouchard is quick to point out the tools are missing batteries.
The bilingual nature of the film is handled with ease. Rather than bogging Feore down with forced, brutalized French to show he is from Ontario, Feore gently asks those around him to speak slower as a display of his bilingual progression.
Director Alain Desrochers additionally uses the bilingual Quebec flavour for some self-deprecating humour, with additional aim taken at American law enforcement.
This is best exemplified in an interrogation scene where the two cops are exchanging comedic blows with a Maine Sherriff’s office. The oblivious Americans cannot seem to understand Bouchard and his accent, prompting one officer to call his Quebecois “a possible bastardized, second- tier French.”
While the action is plenty more believable than before, and the outlandish events aren’t very outlandish at all, Bon Cop, Bad Cop 2 provides another energizing escape among a sea of clichéd shoot em’ up franchises.
(Featured Image: Bon Cop, Bad Cop 2, Les Films Séville)