"Hotel Transylvania 2" is an unfortunate throwback to about 20 years ago, when animated movies were more widely accepted as cinematic babysitters.
Hotel Transylvania 2 is the greatest movie Adam Sandler and Kevin James have ever made together. I believe this is called "damning with faint praise."
So much attention has been paid to crafting a relentless string of in-jokes meant for ancient horror fans that the storyline limps from tired blood.
Yes, every joke in the film is low-hanging fruit, but not a single one is left unpicked.
The onslaught [of gags] isn't painful, but neither does it do much to distract from the ho-hum story.
This subpar sequel barely comes close to being as amusing as any run-of-the-mill "Munsters" TV episode.
"Be yourself" proves the obvious takeaway from these exploits, this being a children's movie. I'm just not sure the message rang clear among the sounds of the children screaming.
The whole thing is amiable and colorful and surprisingly low on body-function gags. It may not kill you to take your kids.
Genndy Tartakovsky is a talented director who knows how to telegraph what an animated character is thinking and doing and how to move a character in ways that suggest personality. He deserves a more interesting assignment.