If ever glittery shit was shat then this is that shit that was glitterly shat. A kaleidoscopic shitopia. A-grade Z-grade. Everything. All of you. A template of off target turgidity. All of you danced. Then cried. You cried anal blood. Eternity.
Weird that a gore film is so entertaining until the actual gore scenes start to play out. When the kids start vomiting blood, the whole movie goes to shit, including the plot which gets more nonsensical by the minute.
Actually, surprising, almost, somewhat.... enjoyable. Kind of like a guilty pleasure, aiming along the lines of films such as 'Chopping Mall', 'Bride of Re-Animator', and a slew of other cheesey, schlocky, B-movies to which are abundant in terms of splatter, gross out shock appeal, and well, nothing more.
Ah Ti West. You're so talented when you're not restrained by a studio. This movie could have been a lot of fun, could have been a great throw back with a great twist, surpassing the original (of which I am not a fan), but here you have a mess. Just a huge mess...
Not bad, really. I loved the first one, and this is another nice flick that recalls the atmosphere of the eighties. Nostalgic, yes, sort of, but also very funny: a lot of blood, as you can imagine, gross humour and a straight forwarded plot without any importance...who cares when you have people puking blood like an hydrant?
Bastante diferente a la primera parte dirigida por Eli Roth. Esta secuela tiene un argumento simple y repetido hasta el artazgo, sin pretenciones, pero llevada bien acabo y con gracia. Otro caso de segundas partes superan a su antecesora.