For some reason, I haven’t written about the second Austin Powers before, which also means somewhere in the near-ish future I can do the third one as well. I did the first one a number of years ago, and perhaps never got around to completing the trilogy. Well, now I am.

Following Austin Powers: International Man of Mystery, which was a bit of a cult hit when it came to home video, a sequel was quickly commissioned, and Mike Myers paired up with director Jay Roach again, and they delivered a hilarious sequel.

This time out Austin Powers (Myers) has to use time travel to return to the swinging 60s when Dr. Evil (Myers) and his Mini-Me (Verne Troyer) arrange to have Powers’ mojo stolen! Paired with a sexy American agent, Felicity Shagwell (Heather Graham, oh my lord!), the pair find themselves battling baddies, flirting and being the best super-spies they can be.

And the laughs come fast and furious.

With the loosest of narratives to hang scenes on, the story such as it is, is filled with laughs. Each scene, however, seems to be not much more than a comedic sketch designed to deliver the most laughs in the shortest amount of time.

There is great stuff; Myers not only plays Powers and Evil, but also dons a fat suit to play the evil Scot, Fat Bastard! And speaking of Scott, Scott Evil (Seth Green) is back for more fun, and Rob Lowe appears as a younger version of Number 2.

Rambunctious and fun, the humour bounces from visual gags to endlessly quotable dialogue. Myers and Graham are a lot of fun together, and she seems to be playing the film completely straight, except for her final confrontation with Fat Bastard. Graham is perfectly cast and is drop-dead gorgeous throughout this film.

There’s lots of laughs to be had, and as Basil Exposition (Michael York) reminds us, we shouldn’t worry too much about time travel theories or other problems that come up. Instead, just buckle up for a great time filled with laughs. Yes, there is a lot of crude and sexual humour, but the way some of it is done is absolutely gut-bustingly good.

It’s bigger and sillier than the first film, while still blatantly skewering the 007 films and spy shows and movies of the 60s. No one and nothing is safe, and for as much of the film I remembered (backwards and forwards), there was so much that just had me laughing through it, just like I did the first time.

I think, much like Ford did with Indiana Jones and Han Solo, that Myers could maybe bring Austin back for one more go-around. I’d love to see what Austin would do with today’s world.