Yet as a WB admirer since childhood, and someone whose first encounter with “Duck Amuck” was like a thunderbolt, hearing Foghorn Leghorn use the word “sucks,” or seeing Tweety Bird’s Granny doing an Elaine Stritch cocktails-before-lunch routine — well, if they were genuinely sharp, that’d be one thing. But the character tweaks play like lazy updates thrown against the wall to see if they’ll stick. This time around, for the record, Lola Bunny has been made to be more than the sum of her Jessica Rabbit-inspired parts. In the end, even without a movie-saving Bill Murray around (though he makes a photographic cameo in the end credits) to fully save it, “Space Jam 2″ is a smoother, less grating experience than the first one. Faint praise? Faint movie.
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