Picking up directly after the events of Terrifier, we are introduced to a new badass contender against the evil, as well as establishing a mythology behind its supernatural origins. This installment ratchets up the laughs and opts for a broader horror-comedy approach, which works to its benefit and elevates it above its predecessors. David Howard Thornton instills Art the Clown with a heavy dose of physical humor, almost as if Freddy Krueger were being played by Jim Carrey. Since the character does not utter a word, he's actually more of a mime than a clown, which honestly sounds scarier to me.
This movie is fun precisely if you're a fan of the slasher genre which it so liberally borrows from. It perfectly encapsulates that '80s aesthetic and manages to pull it off with enough style and flair to stand on its own, and it's done with practical make-up, gore effects and a moody synth score which set the stage for gleeful brutality.
I won't mince words. This movie is fucking awesome. Though you definitely have to be in right frame of mind to appreciate it as such.
3½ candy head bowls out of 5
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A) Mom’s permission. B) Roads. C) Pants.