Try this little experiment the next time you’re making chitchat around the office watercooler. Casually mention that you just watched 2000’s Big Momma’s House…and laughed your ass off. I promise everyone will look at you like you’re an idiot. I get that it’s not cool to think that Martin Lawrence in a fat suit is funny. But sometimes you have to stick to your guns on stuff like this. And every time I see his saucy grandma waving her flabby bingo-wing arms or reining in her hornier impulses, I lose it. I bring this up because the sequel Big Mommas: Like Father, Like Son (2011, PG-13, 1 hr., 47 mins.) is just out on DVD. It’s dreadful. But even if you love it, who am I to judge?