Hollywood is running out of ideas.
Don't believe me? Check out this horror sequel to a horror film that wasn't even very good the first time around! With all of it's alleged creepyness, "Urban Legends 2" really barely brushes over the concept of the first movie and still manages to suck twice as bad as the first one. (Or so I'm told. I didn't see the first one, because I didn't have to watch bad movies back then.)
With all of it's characters completely interchangable, I'm not going to give you a synopsis of the plot. Quite honestly, about a hour went by and the only character's name I knew was Travis' because he has an important role to play. Or, rather, his character is important to the immense plot hole that sits in the middle of the film. Basically, all you need to know is some people are making a movie based on a psycho killer who's murders mimic various urban legends. As opposed to the first movie's plot which was about a psycho killer who's murders mimic various urban legends.
Other problems moviegoers have to contend with while they are trying to get their scare on include scenes that have nothing to do with the story, only one or two actual urban legends, and buckets and buckets of the traditional guts and gore that has plauged Hollywood's horror reels in the last half-decade.
"Scream" is more witty, "I Know What You Did Last Summer" had more notible actors (notice I didn't say more talented actors), "Final Destination" had real thrills. All of which leave this quarter-assed sequel to a half-assed original in the dust.
If someone put a gun up to my head and told me I had to enjoy something in this nonsense, I'd go with Anthony Anderson (Me, Myself & Irene) and Michael Bacall's incessent banter and a scene in which a real gun is strewn on the ground with twenty or so prop guns as somewhat amusing. But it's only barely enough to salvage this trash from complete failure.
Urban Legends 2 Grade: D-
Don't believe me? Check out this horror sequel to a horror film that wasn't even very good the first time around! With all of it's alleged creepyness, "Urban Legends 2" really barely brushes over the concept of the first movie and still manages to suck twice as bad as the first one. (Or so I'm told. I didn't see the first one, because I didn't have to watch bad movies back then.)
With all of it's characters completely interchangable, I'm not going to give you a synopsis of the plot. Quite honestly, about a hour went by and the only character's name I knew was Travis' because he has an important role to play. Or, rather, his character is important to the immense plot hole that sits in the middle of the film. Basically, all you need to know is some people are making a movie based on a psycho killer who's murders mimic various urban legends. As opposed to the first movie's plot which was about a psycho killer who's murders mimic various urban legends.
Other problems moviegoers have to contend with while they are trying to get their scare on include scenes that have nothing to do with the story, only one or two actual urban legends, and buckets and buckets of the traditional guts and gore that has plauged Hollywood's horror reels in the last half-decade.
"Scream" is more witty, "I Know What You Did Last Summer" had more notible actors (notice I didn't say more talented actors), "Final Destination" had real thrills. All of which leave this quarter-assed sequel to a half-assed original in the dust.
If someone put a gun up to my head and told me I had to enjoy something in this nonsense, I'd go with Anthony Anderson (Me, Myself & Irene) and Michael Bacall's incessent banter and a scene in which a real gun is strewn on the ground with twenty or so prop guns as somewhat amusing. But it's only barely enough to salvage this trash from complete failure.
Urban Legends 2 Grade: D-
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