I know sequels don’t typically compare favorably to originals, but this one is really, really not an exception. The basic format is the same as the first, though this time around it’s three bad vignettes rather than five good ones. The bracketing material is more extensive, featuring an animated, talking Creep and a mini-story all its own (so maybe that makes a grand total of three and a half). The first tale, a trite little number about a cigar store Indian that comes to life to seek revenge on some armed robbers, probably comes the closest to the look and feel of the first movie. The second one is a bad reheat of The Blob, with the part of the monster apparently played by a mass of duck weed and floating trash bags. As for the third outing, all I can say is “Thanks for the ride, lady.” If you actually sit through this stinker, you’ll think that’s funny. Or then again, maybe you won’t. See if desperate
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