Directed by Harold Ramis, starring Robert De Niro, Billy Crystal, Lisa Kudrow, Joe Viterelli and Cathy Moriarty.

A legend, once top of the heap, but now seen as yesterday's man after plenty of bad choices. Not an assessment of De Niro's CV, just the fate of his 'Analyze' character Paul Vitti, the gang boss who now calls the big house home. With his enemies closing ranks and his friends getting fewer by the week, Vitti has to come up with a plan to get out and get back his cred. So he fakes insanity and winds up in the care of his (round) shoulder to cry on from the first movie, put upon psychiatrist Ben Sobel (Crystal). Taking Vitti into his home, Sobel tries to make him go straight, but soon Sobel's not so much wondering if his guest will ever leave as if he'll still be alive when Vitti packs his bags.

A mystery box office hit first time round, any goodwill you had for 1998's 'Analyze This' could disappear the second De Niro launches into his 'West Side Story' rendition in the sequel. A shabbier script, non-event turns from the leading duo, Kudrow's talents wasted (again) and plenty of jokes that four 'Sopranos' seasons have made redundant, all say this was a 15-minute sketch that has now outstayed its welcome over two movies and three hours.

It would've been more watchable if director Ramis had just put the mobster, the masochist and a leather couch together in the same room, let them ad lib and kept the cameras rolling. Instead his ambitions to make a caper are fitted with concrete shoes almost from the start and throwing in a heist just smacks of not enough muscle in the storyline - comedy may work in action movies but it's rarely two-way traffic.

Forget about it.

Harry Guerin