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"Big Momma's House 2" leaves its audience wondering "Where’s the beef?" in this Martin Lawrence’s fat cliché riddled comedy that offers nothing new the second time around. Admittedly, "Big Momma's House 2" is funnier than Lawrence’s recent offerings: "What's the Worst That Could Happen?" "National Security," and "Rebound." But that’s not saying much about this predicable one joke movie where every punchline is sexual humor. All fat suit and no meat on the plot’s bones, Lawrence reprises his role of FBI agent, Malcolm Turner, who goes undercover as Big Momma. This time Turner becomes a nanny in a suspect's house who's under investigation for creating a computer worm that’s a potential threat to national security. Heartfelt without being too syrupy, Turner ends up teaching tough-love life lessons to his three charges, a rebellious teenager, a junior-high cheerleader and their younger brother who never speaks but likes to crash land by jumping off the family furniture. Turner also receives his own lesson in tough love from his pregnant wife and his stepson who he’s been neglecting. In the end "Big Momma's House 2" is warmed-over "Mrs. Doubtfire" where the state-of-the-art fat suit is the real star.