🏙️🎄 Home Alone 2: Lost in New York (1992)

Let’s start by showing y’all the trailer 📽️

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Non-Spoiler Plot Rundown

Kevin McCallister’s back — and this time he’s loose in New York City. Thanks to another airport mix-up, Kevin boards the wrong plane and ends up in Manhattan with his dad’s credit card, a fancy hotel room, and zero parental supervision.

But wouldn’t you know it, the now “Sticky Bandits” Harry and Marv are also in New York, freshly escaped from prison and looking for revenge. Cue an even bigger, meaner, and somehow more dangerous booby trap showdown.


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Pros 👍

Bigger setting, bigger traps, bigger laughs 🏙️

Tim Curry as the smarmy hotel concierge is comedy gold

Culkin, Pesci, and Stern pick up right where they left off

That pigeon lady subplot gives the film an unexpectedly heartfelt layer 🕊️


Cons 👎

There’s a certain infamous cameo in the Plaza Hotel lobby… let’s just call him “He Who Must Not Be Named” and move on 🫣



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Final Thoughts 💭

It’s basically the first film turned up to 11 — and that’s not a bad thing. The traps are more dangerous, the setting more chaotic, and Kevin’s resourcefulness even sharper. Sure, some moments are dated, but this sequel holds its own as a holiday favorite.

Rating: 10/10 🎯


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🚨 Spoiler Breakdown 🚨

Kevin uses his father’s credit card to check into the Plaza Hotel, charming the concierge and staff — until suspicion grows. The “Sticky Bandits” discover him in the city, and soon Kevin’s running for his life again.

This time, his battleground is his uncle’s massive, under-renovation townhouse. We’re talking bricks from the roof, tool chests down the stairs, staple guns to the face, and electrocution that turns Marv into a screaming skeleton. The violence level is… cartoonishly extreme, but still hilarious.

The final showdown has Kevin luring the bandits into Central Park, where the pigeon lady unleashes her feathered friends in a scene that’s both gross and satisfying. The police take them away (again), Kevin’s family finds him, and they share a Christmas morning in the Plaza suite — ending on a perfect snowy city shot.