Metacritic reviews

Sister Act 2 is pretty much a mess. It takes forever to get on its feet and doesn’t make a lot of sense once it does.

What's strange about Sister Act 2: Back in the Habit is that it abandons most of what people liked about the first movie and replaces it with a formula as old as the hills.

While the kids may sing a storm when at last they get down to mixing Beethoven, gospel and rap, in the good clean fun department this is monumentally weak and derivative.

Lacks the charm and buoyancy that made the first "Act" a mass-appeal hit

A hastily assembled follow-up to the surprise smash hit of summer 1992, SISTER ACT 2 is a slapdash affair, with paper-thin plotting and characters more or less redeemed by some winning musical sequences.

Even by sequel standards, a minimal amount of creativity has gone into Sister Act 2, and not even the talents of its cast, including several likable young people, can compensate for this thrown-together feeling.

To say the script is lame is to be charitable, but Whoopi’s irrepressible charm makes the nunsense watchable. Once again Hollywood doesn’t know when to leave well enough alone: Renting this sequel is like advancing a grade and getting last year’s teacher.

The sequel suffers from a lame, saccharine premise and a fatally earnest manner.

A crass and confused cash-in on the inexplicable success of last summer's "Sister Act," Sister Act 2 is utterly lacking in the silly, sassy spark -- and even skimps on the sunny, semi-sacrilegious girl-group hymns -- that made the original a smash.

Certainly movies are a business, but it's only good form for them to at least pretend that they have some reasons for existence other than the purely mercenary. The goal of entertainment has been forgotten here in the mad dash for formulaic guarantees. These comedy nun pushers have forgotten that there's no bottom line at heaven's gate.