The Whole sequel is so excruciatingly bad it reaches a new low for Bruce Willis, which is saying something considering Hudson Hawk, Planet Hollywood and his singing career. Ex-Friend Matthew Perry joins him (again) as a nebbish dentist who has to save his new wife (Natasha Henstridge) from a revenge-hungry Hungarian mobster (Kevin Pollak). To try to make things funny, Pollak has two doofus sons bogging him down and Willis' hit man has gone undercover as a domestic god à la Martha Stewart. But nothing hits its mark. Flatulence and erectile-dysfunction gags are the order of the day as the zany mess spins quickly out of control. So, you have no idea what's happening, no reasons to care and no laughs. Sounds like fun, huh?