A solid sequel that is a lot closer to the original than its predecessor. But it's more than repetition of what was already done. Gone are an almost documentary approach in creating the terror and the feel of heat soaked dread - but instead, there are household names to keep viewers invested and here's probably the purest incarnation of Leatherface as a freewheelin and mindless maniac.
A modest attempt of creating a honest sequel to the original movie - it's undeniable not great. In fact, it's a bad third chapter but its core, its elements from the original tale, what it tries to be and its sense of being truthful (even though it recreates the universe) to the first Massacre's tone, somehow, makes it not that bad.
This tries to bring the franchise back to it's horror roots, but the shadow of the satiric Part 2 looms over it. With two brilliant films in the series, this was going to be a hard sell. It has some good moments, but ultimately can't compete with both of Hooper's marvelous entries.