How does one pull off a sequel to a film where the lead is already dead? By resurrecting him with voodoo magic, of course. Man, this film is a trip... How anyone thought this was a good idea is beyond me. Yet it travels all the way from terrible to strangely compelling. I don't even know how else to describe the odd appeal. I probably liked this film more than anyone else on the planet.
2½ Bernie Dances out of 5

