Well-made, crowd-pleasing sequel that delivers exactly what you expect: fight-scenes and wisecracks in equal measure. The original Rush Hour was an unexpectedly huge hit back in 1998, so it was inevitable that a sequel would eventually be made.

Fortunately, no-one has seen fit to tamper with the successful formula – it has the same director, the same impeccably choreographed fight-scenes courtesy of Chan and the same focus on culture-clash humour, though this time it stems from Tucker in Hong Kong rather than Chan in L.A.

The plot is barely worth mentioning, as it’s really only an excuse to plonk our heroes in such diverse locations as Hong Kong and Las Vegas and let them do their thing. (Oh, alright. If you really want to know, it involves the forgery of perfect 100-dollar bills – happy now?)

As with the first film, the movie succeeds because of the likeable chemistry between Chan and Tucker.

It’s true that Tucker’s delivery, with his impossibly high-pitched voice, takes a lot of getting used to, and your enjoyment of the film may hinge on just how much of him you can take or how funny you find him.

However, Chan is the perfect foil and the warmth he brings to his character goes some way towards making Tucker more palatable.

There are, however, some subtle differences to the second movie. Chan seems to have had more of a say in the fight scenes this time round, so they’re more similar to the fights from his own Hong Kong movies and less ‘Hollywood-ised’.

Similarly, Tucker gets to fight more in this film than in the first, though Jackie still doesn’t get much of a look-in on the wisecrack front.

That said, he does have a very funny scene where he’s trying to pretend to Tucker that the gorgeous woman they’re staking out isn’t getting undressed while he watches through binoculars.

Strong set-pieces, both action and comedy-related, are essential for films like this, and Rush Hour 2 doesn’t disappoint on that front, whether it’s Tucker singing "Don’t stop till you’ve had enough" in a gangster bar, or Chan scaling bamboo scaffolding in pursuit of the bad guys.

The supporting characters are good, too, particularly a (literally) dressed-to-kill Zhang Ziyi (Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon) as the psychotic henchwoman.

It also benefits from some excellent cameos, notably Jeremy Piven as a flirtatious tailor and The Great Don Cheadle as an informant.

In short, then, you could do a lot worse than this, and the traditional out-takes at the end of the film are guaranteed to send you out of the film laughing - watch for one of Tucker answering his mobile phone during a take and another one of Cheadle losing his patience with Tucker.

A perfect, undemanding popcorn movie.