Book Club: The Next Chapter

The story is kind of shaggy... it's not well-plotted, there's not enough meat on the story to hold it all together and make it memorable.

It’s the kind of film that exists for the sole purpose of entertainment, which it provides consistently.

Much like the first film, Book Club: The Next Chapter is another easygoing lark that does zero that’s unexpected yet still generates just enough genuine laughter to make its sitcom-level simplicity bearable.

What do you get when you put three Academy Award winners in a movie that has almost no plot and just a skerrick of a script?

What should be an empowering big screen moment for a female ensemble cast whose average age is 77 is sadly let down by the lazy, by-the-book script.

This one’s more of a mindless beach read than a Pulitzer Prize–winning page-turner.

A light comedy with a lighthearted spirit elevated by stellar performances. [Full review in Spanish]

One does not go to a film like Book Club: The Next Chapter for Shakespearean drama that tests the morals of humanity itself, one goes to Book Club: The Next Chapter for innocent and heartfelt fun which the film delivers on excellently.

Book Club: The Next Chapter is a bit better than 80 For Brady.

Book Club’s next chapter is a pleasant Hollywood fairy tale where likeable people in nice outfits go somewhere pretty. The audience that made the first movie a hit won’t mind that one bit.