I love the credits to An Extremely Goofy Movie so much, they put in these dancing sequences each one just full of charm and character for no other reason than the talented animators working on it were just having fun
In the first movie, Max's love of music and dancing was outright integral to the plot. It's a MUSICAL. It sets off the plot and drives his goal of getting on stage to DANCE with his idol on TV and show off for his crush.
There was ONE scene where he randomly steals a skateboard and does tricks on it on his way home after school. It's so incidental, I can't even find a gif of it when I look for "goofy movie skateboard".
The sequel's not a musical. Not only is Max now obsessed with skateboarding, but so are PJ and Bobby. (Also I think it's weird they're friends with Bobby- they weren't even outright friends in the movie, they paid him for help with the assembly stunt. (Also, I hate Pauly Shore.))
There's a big dance party scene where Goofy shows off, hey look, he's a really good dancer! Even PJ suddenly busts a move when he's shown next-to no interest before. The closest we got was him singing to himself and idly dancing as he was cleaning in the last movie.
(But that's par for PJ in this movie- where the hell did the sudden poetry come from that rewrote Beret Girl's brain? Also how disrespectful to not give that girl a goddamn name. Even these two got names in the credits of the last movie:)
So what does Max do in this big dance number taking place at a DANCE CLUB?
He sits at the table and claps along to the music, sorta.
So then, when we get to these credits...they can't even let him dance like everyone else. He has to awkwardly mug on a skateboard in place.
This can probably be explained away by changes in the zeitgeist. A Goofy Movie came from trying to capitalize on the Disney Afternoon block, and they weren't happy with how it and the Duck Tales movie performed, so none of the others got movie adaptations.
The sequel's direct-to-video from when Disney was pushing for live-action TV series and TV movies, most I remember fixating on a sport, especially EXTREEEME sports. (Which I always took to mean- do this physical thing but competitively.) That's what the "Extremely" is for.
The first movie was largely Goofy learning to appreciate his son's interests, and reaffirming to Max that his dad loves him unconditionally. Max's goal to impress his crush is fully indicative of something world-endingly important for kids that age, but it's mostly set dressing.
The sequel regresses all that to redo it, just with Goofy being less of a loser this time. I would've rather had a movie where Max loves his dad, but doesn't appreciate Goofy as a person and that he doesn't have much in his life besides Max.
Sylvia does a great job of helping Goofy realize he has a lot to give and his life doesn't have to revolve around Max. Maybe Max shouldn't have immediately been fully on-board realizing that trying to be his own person as an adult means he's no longer his dad's priority
And he ESPECIALLY shouldn't have pushed Goofy into joining the fraternity of guys who have been outright violent to Max and PJ, especially when that just leads to the manufactured conflict around a skateboarding competition that has nothing to do with, y'know, school.
I've rambled on long enough, and I'm not here to fix the plot. I just felt like expounding on why this movie fell flat for me, despite all it has going for it. (Complete with helpful imagery)
P.S. does anyone else find the implication that when he "grew up" Max stopped liking music and dancing and instead does pseudo-sports now kinda insultingly heteronormative