Because the only moments that were funny in the slightest were due to Mink Stole doing her Dirty Old Lady shtick. There were a few halfway decent dramatic scenes by Daniel Skelton - who's much improved from the last movie - and Garikayi Mutambirwa as their characters dealt with their respective romantic troubles. However, Chris Salvatore's acting and singing have gotten worse (not helped by his apparent new venture as a Fonzie impersonator) and it's painfully obvious most of the supporting cast were chosen based solely on what they look like with their clothes off.
I appreciate that the script tried to deal with trans issues in a relatively sensitive and informative manner, but Harmony Santana was barely intelligible and seemed to be in a heated competition with Ronnie Kroell for a Razzie award. (Seriously, the actual porn star they cast was a more natural actor than either of those two.)
The downward spiral of this movie series has me wondering if Q Allan Brocka is our generation's Ed Wood.
