It’s just so hard to pick the most attractive feature of this movie. Roger “my brother’s the President” Clinton as a character named “Mayor Bubba”? Nah, too dated. The scene where chickens peck out a yokel’s eyes? Too short. The leftover locations from Motel Hell? The leftover rubber monster from the first Pumpkinhead? Decisions, decisions. This time around our gourd-craniumed baddie’s got a whole lotta vengeance to take on two generations’ worth of rotten teenagers. Sadly, the gore’s neither convincing nor imaginative enough to keep this turkey rolling all the way to its “heartwarming” conclusion. See if desperate
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