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What's worse than a listless sequel to a terrible movie? How about a listless sequel with a far less interesting cast than the first film.
Gates and Rae are game, but not funny in the least. The kids are stereotypes, and not particularly amusing ones.
New York Post:
Daddy Day Camp, a comedy for no ages, has an amazing amount of CGI -- Cuba Gooding Incompetence.
The juvenile actors come off as movie brats, and the pacing is slowed by treacly speeches about father-son bonding. As a child star on The Wonder Years, director Fred Savage worked with some of TV's best, but you'd never guess it from this.
A generic time-waster powered by a lazy, cynical combination of scatological kiddie humor and maudlin sentiment.
If the movie is relentless low-brow swill, its splattery good cheer makes it hard to hate. Just go in expecting the expected, and maybe bring a tarp.
Poison ivy jokes. Poop jokes. Runaway bus jokes. Young love jokes. Skunk jokes. Some fake fatherly tender moments. Vomit jokes. This film has them all.
Because he's an Oscar winner with a rep now for headlining turkeys, watching Cuba Gooding Jr. in trash like Daddy Day Camp almost hurts.
Detroit Free Press:
Owes more to the third or fourth sequel to Meatballs and other character-building summer-camp comedies than it does to Daddy Day Care, with neither director Fred Savage or the writers inclined to come up with a single original idea.
Dallas Morning News:
The worst kind of sequel. No original stars or director, just a cobbled-together script by one of the writers of Daddy Day Care. There should have been a big red flag when Eddie Murphy declined to appear.
There's no point being highbrow about a film that relies on the typical fart-puke-nuts-kaboom brand of family comedy, but [director] Savage's lethargic, impersonal approach can't even make Camp's gross-out moments appropriately revolting.
As one might anticipate with a comedy about children and the outdoors, a lot of screen time is devoted to bodily noises and throwing up.
New York Daily News:
Daddy Day Camp, the unexpected sequel to 2003's barely watchable comedy Daddy Day Care, is superior to its inspiration in one very significant way. It's three minutes shorter.
Matt Zoller Seitz,
New York Times:
Daddy Day Camp is a recruiting poster for kids, insisting that there's no domestic problem that military values can't solve.
San Francisco Chronicle:
It's a bit sad to see this talented, Oscar-winning actor reduced to taking Murphy's cast-off parts, but Gooding does fine with what the movie gives him.
The acting is atrocious and more obvious than you see in many high school or college productions. The jokes are stale. The storyline is so predictable, I'll bet nearly everyone in the theater will guess what happens next.
Much time is spent waiting for a methane-filled toilet to explode, an incident that only begins to approximate the visceral experience of watching this movie.
Even the film stock's colour tint looks cheap and nasty. Don't say we didn't warn you.
The antics of cute or precocious children can't save this mess.
Daddy Day Camp suffers all the near-classic sequel handicaps.
It's gotten to the point where Gooding's presence on a marquee practically guarantees we'll be bashing our heads against the seat in front of us.