🎬 The Pink Panther 2 (2009) – Review 💓💎🕵‍♂️

Let’s start by showing y’all the trailers, shall we? 🎥

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Non-Spoiler Plot Rundown

Inspector Jacques Clouseau is back, and once again, the world’s most accident-prone detective finds himself entangled in a high-stakes mystery. This time, the stakes are even higher: priceless artifacts from around the globe — including the legendary Pink Panther diamond — have been stolen by a cunning international thief known only as “The Tornado.”

To crack the case, Clouseau is assigned to an international “Dream Team” of detectives from various countries. Naturally, chaos ensues. Between his bafflingly nonsensical investigative techniques, endless clumsy disasters, and unique charm, Clouseau manages to infuriate his colleagues and suspects alike.

Three moments that had me laughing out loud:

1. Clouseau trying to “blend in” while undercover in a Japanese restaurant — and instead setting half the hibachi table on fire.


2. His coat sleeve catching in an expensive security system, causing a chain reaction that shuts down an entire mansion’s alarms.


3. The airport metal detector scene, where Clouseau insists the machine is “personally insulting” him.

Also here’s a video of funny moments in this film.

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Character & Actor Breakdown

Inspector Jacques Clouseau (Steve Martin) – The bumbling yet somehow brilliant French detective. His absurd logic and unmatched clumsiness lead to both disasters and breakthroughs.

Nicole Durant (Emily Mortimer) – Clouseau’s sweet, supportive love interest, and an island of patience in the sea of his chaos.

Chief Inspector Dreyfus (John Cleese) – Clouseau’s perpetually exasperated boss, whose patience is worn thinner than ever.

Vicenzo (Andy García) – A suave Italian detective on the Dream Team, whose good looks and charm both impress and annoy Clouseau.

Sonia (Aishwarya Rai Bachchan) – A beautiful and highly intelligent criminologist, adding glamour and grace to the team.

Pepperidge (Alfred Molina) – A brilliant yet sarcastic British detective whose ego is only matched by his intolerance for Clouseau’s antics. Molina chews up the scenery as the “straight man” foil to Steve Martin’s chaos.

The Tornado – The elusive master thief behind the string of heists. Their identity is kept hidden until the third-act twist.



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My Thoughts

The comedic chemistry between the international detectives and Clouseau is gold, with Alfred Molina being a welcome addition to the cast. The slapstick is still very much in the Steve Martin style, but the international setting and higher stakes help keep things fresh.

This one still gets a 10/10 for me — partly nostalgia, partly because it still makes me laugh out loud at several scenes.


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Spoilers – Full Details 🚨

The film kicks off with the shocking theft of several priceless treasures worldwide: the Magna Carta, the Shroud of Turin, and — most importantly — the Pink Panther diamond. The mysterious thief leaves behind a calling card signed “The Tornado.”

To solve the case, the French government reluctantly allows Clouseau to join the “Dream Team” of world-class detectives: Pepperidge (UK), Vicenzo (Italy), and Sonia (India), with Chief Inspector Dreyfus overseeing. From the start, Pepperidge clashes with Clouseau, treating him as an incompetent nuisance.

The investigation takes the team across Europe. Tensions rise as Clouseau’s blunders derail plans — yet small, seemingly irrelevant details he notices begin pointing them toward the truth. Sonia’s research suggests The Tornado was believed dead years earlier, adding to the mystery.

In the big reveal, Sonia herself is The Tornado, using her role on the team to cover her tracks and keep suspicion away. Clouseau accidentally exposes her during a chaotic sting operation that ends with priceless artifacts flying through the air, scaffolding collapsing, and Clouseau barely saving the Pink Panther diamond.

The case closed, the Dream Team disbands, and Clouseau’s life changes in a big way — the film ends with him marrying Nicole, capping the story on a heartfelt and humorous note. Even Pepperidge begrudgingly admits that Clouseau’s ridiculous methods “somehow” work.