Wise-cracking Detroit cop Axel Foley returns to Beverly Hills after learning his friend Captain Bogomil has been shot. Teaming up again with his cop buddies, Rosewood & Taggart, Foley tries to track down the "alphabet" bandit responsible for Bogomil's shooting.
Riding in on the crest of a wave success of the first film, Beverly Hills Cop 2 bites off more than it can chew. Gone is director Martin Brest and into the chair comes "fresh from Top Gun" Tony Scott. There's no Daniel Petrie Jr in the writing office, instead there's something like 6 others involved, including Murphy, who with his star firmly on the rise is involved perhaps just a little too much.
The Foley fish out of water scenario has just about enough life in it to keep it zippy, thanks in the main to Murphy and his interplay with the enjoyable Ashton and Reinhold as Taggart & Rosewood respectively. And Scott has a wail of a time with the action set-pieces; the director fully embracing the belief that a sequel should have more wham bang for the buck. Where this sequel fails miserably is with its one note, sign posted villains. The multitude of writers admirably attempt to put a dark gun running theme in the story, but Messrs Dean Stockwell, Jurgen Prochnow and Brigitte Nielsen are in turn poorly written, pointless and dull.
But hey! This is the Murphy show, there's fun to be had as he uses his cocky bluffer skills to great effect. Be it a Carribbean psychic, a building inspector or Hugh Heffner's pool cleaner, Murphy once again proves what a comic talent he really was. An ill advised further sequel would follow 7 years later, proof positive that you can only milk a once winning formula so much. 6/10