Slumber Party Massacre II

It would have been a great [happily laughing and bottles squeezin'] weekend party full of [moaning sexually] and [music playing softly] if that [evil laughing] guy hadn't obligatorily arrive on the scene with his surreal [diabolically singing], which turns the whole thing into an exceptionally idiotic [hysterical screaming] followed by [grunts painfully]. It was a pleasure to see the breasts of an actress who looks like a young Anna Geislerová and their intense relationship with an actor who looks like a young Ethan Hawke, as well as the adorable goofiness of almost every scene, but when by far the most idiotic slasher villain gets to the party, you may be squirming in your seat with embarrassment. (2018.11.15)

As much as I didn’t mind the horror-comedy schism in the first movie at all, this time, it’s going a bit too far. I mean, humour is actually lacking in this sequel and the whole thing is much too serious for such a trash plot (and especially for the murderer’s depiction). Not to mention the fact that the film takes really long to get going and for the first half, nothing special really happens, apart from some disturbing dreamy scenes (so cliché!) I need to say that in the second half, we finally get some singular gore scenes (even though they still mostly belong to the dreamy scene category), but they come too late to give the film a decent pace, and the rock ’n’ roll killer doesn’t add much to it. The ending doesn’t make much sense, but at this point, all expectations are gone anyway. (2018.11.18)