The same amateur director Joe Castro, having decided to shoot a sequel to his first story about cartoon terror, now acted as the only screenwriter. And it should be noted that although the general state of affairs in the production remained unchanged, reducing the work exclusively to the field of amateur non-serious thrash horror, but a small creative growth is noticeable.
Speaking of the plot, you feel multiple alterations of the familiar plot twists from the original, including the aggregate concept of a group of people who get into the hands of a disc named the same as the film. Those include it, and a pair of monster buffoons are selected from the TV, beginning to mock people in every possible way in an exaggerated combination of black animated humor and bloody gore-horror.
However, once again recalling the sample of the pen of the director who made it in three days, there is a much greater responsibility in the approach. First, a small house is replaced by a background from the mansion, which helps the increased number of characters to be worn back and forth in a spacious square. Secondly, since the set of heroes has increased, there is plenty of fiction with murders, deducing a well-known combination of gaudy ideas of a kind of bloody laugh-attraction, which is just as pleased with the lack of total gore. Here self-mutilation is presented with constant fooling in equal parts, which is why there are amusing genre finds, for example, tickle to death, pump out the brain with a vatuse and slap the head with a giant adhesive Band-Aid, or give the poor guy an injection with a grotesque needle half a meter... That is, the former sadistic savor is not observed, thanks to the atmosphere of a perverted stupid cartoon in reality, which is stated in the attachment to the English title of the picture – “The Sick and Silly Show”, in my translation sounding “Sick and stupid show”.
The fictitious pair of new laughing monsters turned out to be ridiculously bright, playing a children's fairy tale about Hansel and Gretel, telling in the prologue a semi-animated creep about a brother and sister who went to a gingerbread house to an evil witch, performed by the deserved "Scream Queen" Brinke Stevens. From her enchanted treats, the guys did not disappear in the cauldron, but comically turned into center antiheroes: Hansel is a mutant rat, and Gretel is a laughter rat with protruding eyes and pink hair.
As a result, I think, about the frank total cheapness is not worth mentioning, which reduces the work into a horror, intended, and pre-created exclusively with the expectation of the public, showing interest in independent light amateurism, concocted from improvised means with ridiculous computer graphics and makeup. As the author’s sequel-remake tape is quite pleased with the work on errors at increased scales, let the director never learned to laugh to the fullest and use the nudity characteristic of penny horror films, which becomes almost an indispensable element of b-movie, which is completely absent here. However, we are waiting for the upcoming third installment of the franchise and perhaps there the result will improve its performance, making the next cartoon horror horror with animation more fun.
5 out of 10