It's hard to believe this film is written and directed by the same team that made the first 2001 Maniacs. While the tone of that first film was a clever mix of sly comedy and nasty, mean spirited gore, this goes for farce, making the vengeful southerners of Pleasant Valley a big wierdo bickering family instead of the vaguely believable characters they were before. Whereas the first film made a big point about them reclaiming their honour and dignity, this film throws any dignity out the window, painting them as charicature inbred retarded wierdo hicks. To some degree this works - the comedy provided by the excellent Lin Shaye and her colleagues is the only thing holding this godawful mess together. The producers and directors crowed greatly about how they thought they'd 'finally found the right tone' and how this was a rare 'sequel that surpasses the original'. Both statements are so far off course that they made me angry watching the film, as they actually utterly trashed whatever they had in the original by trying to aim for 'so bad it's good' on purpose. The film is set in a field full of tents, as suddenly the townsfolk are able to travel across the USA, whereas before they were trapped in their town and its outskirts (Hucklebilly roams as far as the edge of the town limits near the original's ending). This seems to be as much for budget as for novelty. The cast of 'Northerners' who are lured into their trap are an utterly vile mix of self-obsessed reality TV show types. They make up perhaps the largest group of horrifically bad actors I've ever seen gathered together in one film. We're talking student-film here, not just B-movie. Their line delivery and emoting is so horrendously off cue and target that they're painful to watch and they drag down the entire movie. It's hard to say whether they were deliberately told to act like that, because it's possible with the occasional lapses into film-school camera angles, and the no-budget gore, which I'll get to in a minute. I can only assume this horrendous choice of film direction was deliberate as the writers' and director's characters and acting choices were light years better in the first film.
The gore is terrible, and not in a good way. With the exception of the first two kills - one at the start, and one satisfyingly gory kill in the tent camp - the gore is laughably poor, with no effort made to make floppy rubber masks and body parts look like the real thing. It's also tonally chaotic. They're southerners from an 1800's town that has no TV or radio, but they know how to drive cars, and are fluently aware of MTV and movies. How? They didn't know all this stuff in the first film, being utterly baffled with the outside world and all it's slang, gadgets and social mixing. (Although they did manage to move cars a few metres).
It also has horrendously misjudged offensiveness. In the first film any racial slurs or similar comments were placed in the context of these being hicks from the 1800's who'd never evolved, and they were faced down hard by the targets of their language. In this film, they just feel like gratuitous racism, because the characters are so fully aware of modern TV and entertainment that there's no longer any excuse that they're "from a different era". There's a very off-colour joke about one character 'looking for the underground railroad' (a network black slaves used to escape from slavery), and a horrific homophobic killing that's delivered with a sarky joke about 'Brokeback Mountain'.
There's a truly rubbish Flashdance song and dance number in the middle that really defines how low the film has slumped.
Once the climax begins, it's absurd, no-budget, and unexciting.
Not once during the entire film was I scared or excited. In fact I spent most of it staring at the TV loudly thinking 'For God's sake just END!' as I was determined to watch it to the finish in case it improved.
Utter tosh. I've never been so disappointed by a sequel in my entire life.