Murphy is still undeniably amazing. The bizarre thing about The Klumps is how little it seems to matter: you can rise only so far over material this base.

Bodily function humor galore marks Murphy sequel.

[Murphy delivers] an amazingly virtuosic, lived-in piece of acting that deserves to be more than the centerpiece in what is essentially a racially oriented gross-out teen pic.

But any movie in which Eddie Murphy can play reconciliation scenes not only with Janet Jackson but with himself, and make each one feel believable, isn’t to be dismissed lightly.