No Tarsem Singh, Vince Vaughn or Vincent D'Onofrio (and no J-Lo, but that's no great loss) mean this piece of shit
DIRECT TO VIDEO sequel is scratchy arse-paper. Padded out with 12 minutes of credits! 12 damn minutes! It has nothing to relate it to the first film after the first 60 seconds. It resembles a bad episode of TV series The Dead Zone; it even has the guy who plays Sheriff Walt Bannerman in that series playing... a Sheriff. It has magic self-cleaning cars, a clearly breathing dead woman and inconsistent camera angles. I can't write any more. I'm starting to remember bits of it and I'd rather not.
0 a plague on everyone involved out of 5
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