aka The Fear: Resurrection
Using the same strange wooden man from the first Fear, the writer attempts something very similar but with slightly better results. For low budget, straight-to-dvd standards, the film is actually watchable. The story is mildly interesting as a man haunted by his bloodline performs a ritual with his friends on Halloween. But the creepy mannequin Morty is still entirely pointless and looks ridiculous in his wooden underpants. With stiff acting and a massive, unexplored plot hole in the opening scene, The Fear's sequel is the same turd but with better lighting. And something this shitty should be kept in the dark.
½ toilet drownings out of 5