The movie was good. It was very entertaining, continued the little winks and nods to the TV series that it had in the first movie. It was incredibly well acted all around. What prevented it from being a great movie was any subtlety.

It’s possible that I’ve spent too much time thinking about scripts and script writing recently, but it felt like every twist and reveal was telegraphed from pretty early-on, which dimmed the stakes of several scenes.

If this battle between brothers over their failed business does not quite reach Biblical proportions, cf. Genesis 4:1-16 (Cain and Abel), mythical proportions, cf. Plutarch, Plutarch Lives, I, Theseus and Romulus, Lycurgus and Nurma, Solon and Pulicola (1914) (Romulus and Remus), or even modern pulp literary proportions, cf. Mario Puzo, The Godfather (1969) (Michael and Fredo Corleone, also popularized on film), it easily equals the great “brother versus brother” storylines of professional wrestling, [These would include, at a minimum, Rick Steiner vs. Scott Steiner, Bret Hart vs. Owen Hart, The Undertaker vs. Kane, and Matt Hardy vs. Jeff Hardy.] at least in its bombast.

Last night, the Mets had their first walk off grand slam in 22 years, but their last game winning ball hit over the fence with bases loaded was in 1999.