The choircese returns in this 1993 clerical error, this time teaching an inner-city school to sing a wimple song, essentially making it Coach Martyr.
Directed by Bill “Mac from Predator” Duke, Sister Act 2: Back in the Habit was released just one year after the original, evidently not enough time for the cheque to clear. The nuns’ frugality is on full display, mostly using copyright-free Christian songs and barely enough of them for an EP, let alone an album.
The pointiff the first film was that Whoopi Goldberg helped repressed nuns find their soul, by teaching them modern music and the joy of self-expression. But in this School of Frock set-up, the students can already express themselves and know newer music than Goldberg, so making them sing church songs diminishes the stakes and her credibility.
It’s not the kids who need inspiration but the movie itself, basically a cheaper, lazier version of the first, more Hurr-inane Bianca than One Eight Heaven. Its attempt to create conflict amounts to Lauryn Hill’s mother not letting her join the Christianiglee club because her husband was killed by singing or something that’s never explained.
As these nunnecessary sequels go it’s superior to Staying Alive, but watching these once-bubbly biblicists go through the motions takes the patience of a saint. It does have the greatest title of all time, but are there any reasons to actually watch the film? Nun.
I disagree. It’s not the greatest movie in the world, but it’s cute and harmless.