Jackie Chan and Chris Tucker reprise their comic martial arts partnership in this under-par second sequel. Dispatched to Paris in search of Triad gangs, the mismatched cops find themselves surrounded by crass French stereotypes and unlikely supporting turns from Max von Sydow and Roman Polanski. Lumbered with a script that's not half as witty as its predecessors, director Brett Ratner unsuccessfully tries to distract us from the lulls with a Parisian car chase, scantily clad showgirls and the world's tallest martial artist. As ever, Tucker's rat-a-tat-tat quips are great fun but it's hard to shake the sense that this series has lost the pacey "rush" it once had. Chan's definitely getting too old for this: his trademark death-defying stunts reduced to a ropey finale halfway up the Eiffel Tower that keeps him out of harm's way using back projection and a dash of CGI. The end-credit out-takes prove what many will have already suspected - this was more amusing to make than it is to watch.

After a botched assassination attempt, the mismatched duo finds themselves in Paris, struggling to retrieve a precious list of names, as the murderous crime syndicate's henchmen try their best to stop them. Once more, Lee and Carter must fight their way through dangerous gangsters; however, this time, the past has come back to haunt Lee. Will the boys get the job done once and for all?