Mila Kunis, Kirsten Bell, and Kathryn Hahn reprise their roles from the first Bad Moms (yes I can’t believe they made a sequel as well) but this time they’re met with their equally bad counterparts – their own mums. It seems like this will be the trend for this year’s Christmas movies with the upcoming Daddy’s Home 2 set to do much of the same thing, just with the opposite sex. I thought one Bad Mums sequel was bad enough but with the next batch just around the corner, I’m dreading opening my Christmas presents.
Bad Moms Christmas seems to take the most basic form of monkey humor but branches it out to a platform that we haven’t seen before; Mums. We don’t expect mums to be seen in such a light and that’s what’s meant to make it funny. It was the same reason Bad Santa was so popular but making something original doesn’t necessarily make it automatically hilarious. A bad jokes a bad joke, no matter how you polish it, and this is ultimately where the Bad Mums franchise is lacking.
Dialogue about penises or vaginal waxing feels only thrown in as an attempt to gather up laughs from shock value. Reactions of “Oh my god I can’t believe a mum just said that she’s not supposed to say that hahaha” are heavily relied upon throughout but this doesn’t make the jokes genuinely hilarious. Soon enough, this whole routine becomes just tiresome. When humor that isn’t based on crudity does arrive, they’re mostly predictable from moments ahead of time or are simply yet another eye roller. This coming from a man who loves dad jokes. But maybe not just of the bad mum’s kind.
Aside from the humor, the overall plot follows a formulaic family appealing affair that whilst touches on some heartfelt moments, isn’t anything special enough to be considered good. Not only have you seen the same types of these moments in other Christmas films but they’re executed so much better elsewhere. And I’m not just talking about the classic Christmas flicks of Home Alone and The Santa Clause, Bad Santa manages to become a better antihero to enjoy on-screen. This is because his character is as believable as he is heartbroken and funny. He’s a nice balance between the bad that we can laugh at and the good that we ultimately sympathize with.
None of these aspects are found in Bad Moms Christmas. What we’re left with is another poor excuse for a chick flick that represents another missed opportunity for a genre that continues to add cheesy Christmas movie after cheesy Christmas movie. In a time where the focus on women empowerment is at the forefront of so many films this year, Bad Mums Christmas is a failure for many of those powerful leading examples and for women in general. Mums do amazing things for us and unfortunately, in this case, they deserve better.