Let me start by saying I was totally psyched for Pitch Perfect 2. I was one of the ones who actually wanted to see the first one, not one of the many who heard about it from someone else and was convinced to see it. And I loved it. It was the first time in a long time that I laughed (full wheezing, out-of-breath, practically-crying laughs) and it wasn’t because it was lewd or obscene—it was just funny. Seemingly an overnight success, Pitch Perfect was a new brand of comedy poised to impact the genre. So its sequel, written by very same person as the first installment, should’ve been a smash hit, right? Well pardon the musical humor, but I walked away feeling it had fallen very flat indeed.