Two rookie cops pose as strippers to get the drop on a villainess plotting to spike L.A.'s water with aphrodisiacs. Vice Academy Part 2 or also known as Police Academy Part 2 Rip-Off with hot chicks in it was directed by probably someone who never directed before in his life and stars some beautiful women in it that can't act (but then again what did i expect?) and has a plot that was also pretty horrible. Vice Academy was a bad 80's rip-off but Part 2 is even worse it basically does what Part 1 did but even more awful to the point where people who actually see one of these films will get brain damage or perhaps even worse. Overall another awful 90's rip-off to an awful 80's rip-off. (0/10)

The feud between "Holly Wells" (Ginger Allen) and "Didi" (Linnea Quigley) continues in this second film of the "Vice Academy" series with each being warned by their boss, "Miss Devonshire" (Jayne Hamil) that there will be severe consequences for them if they cannot work together as a team. Both reluctantly agree but one influential person in their department by the name of "Officer Petrolino" (Scott Layne) insists upon their immediate termination. So, in an effort to capture a notorious criminal named "Spanish Fly" (Marina Benvenga) both Holly and Didi are compelled to work together while at the same time try to appease the sex-starved Officer Petrolino as well. It's either that or go undercover at a prison. Now rather than reveal any more I will just say that this film suffered from its rather obvious low-budget and incredibly weak script. Admittedly, there were a couple of humorous moments here and there with the scenarios involving the switchboard operator named "Jeannie" (Jo Steele) being the best in my opinion. However, everything went downhill rather quickly when the robot, "Bimbocop" (Teagan Clive) was introduced and the film never fully recovered after that. In short, this movie had potential but failed to attain it and my (somewhat generous) rating reflects this conclusion. Slightly below average.

Spunky Didi (the always cute and perky Linnea Quigley) and spoiled rich snob Holly Wells (the delightful Ginger Lynn Allen) are a couple of constantly sparring rookie cops who pose as strippers in order to stop evil villainess Spanish Fly (essayed with deliciously hammy brio by Marina Benvenga) from dumping a powerful aphrodisiac in Los Angeles' water supply. Writer/director Rick Sloane aims low and elicits plenty of cheap laughs by making amusingly broad jokes about such naturally sidesplitting topics as phone sex, vomiting, and bondage. The cast have a field day with their roles: Quigley and Allen have a nice chemistry as the two sexy leads, Jayne Hamil is an absolute riot as snippy, uptight superior Miss Thelma Louise Devonshire, plus there are nifty supporting turns by Scott Layne as smarmy, sexist, conceited stud muffin patrolman Petrolino, Jo Steele as sassy receptionist Jeanie, Jay Richardson as the bumbling police commissioner, Toni Alessandrini as enticing stripper Aphrodite, Teagon Clive as beefy cyborg BimboCop (an obvious parody of RoboCop), and Melissa Moore as brassy hooker Glaze. Tomas L. Calloway's decent cinematography is passable at best, although both Alan Der Marderosian's bouncy, funky score and the cool-rockin' soundtrack are on the money gnarly. Look fast for Duane Whitaker (Maynard in "Pulp Fiction") in a small role. Better still, the luscious Alessandrini struts her sizzling stuff with a much-appreciated striptease while Quigley and Allen steal the whole show with an equally yummy joint striptease act. Sure, this flick is undeniably dumb and silly, but it has a certain endearingly dopey charm to it that's impossible to dislike. Good, undemanding no-brainer fun.

Like all B movies sequels are unavoidable, but fortunately for once it's an enjoyable sequel. Linnea and Ginger Lynn return to bust more bad guys and stop the evil doers the only way they know how, with their bras, guns, and brains (to bad they can't rely on the latter for much help). The film is missing the spark of the original with loss of characters like Chucky Long and Cherry Pop, but does have some laughs, and it is a good way to kill 80 minutes. Look for B movie queen Melissa Moore in the pre-credit sequence.