A Haunted House 2 Movie Review

A Haunted House 2

Genre: Comedy, Horror

Director: Micheal Tidds  

Cast: Marlos Mayans, Jaime, Essence Atkins,  Gabriel Iglesias, Missi Pyle etc.

Synopsis:Crossing new lines and breaking old barriers, this is the sequel to the hilarious box-office hit starring Marlon Wayans as Malcolm who, after exorcising the demons of his ex, is starting fresh with his new girlfriend and her two children. After moving into their dream home, Malcolm is once again plagued by bizarre paranormal events. With spine-tingling tension and hilarious punch-lines this film is inspired by the latest supernatural horror movie franchises and shows that this time...it's not just the house that's haunted.

 Review: A sequel to last year’s “A Haunted House,” which grossed $40 million even though it appeared to have been financed with change collected from a shopping mall fountain, this sequel finds protagonist Malcolm (Wayans, who also co-scripted with Rick Alvarez) moving into a brand-new home with brand-new girlfriend Megan (Jaime Pressly) and her two children (Ashley Rickards, Steele Stebbins). Theoretically staged as a found-footage exercise, though frequently opting for standard shots with no appreciable increase in quality, the film traces Malcolm’s growing realization that his new house is, indeed, haunted.

There's nothing original in A Haunted House 2. The stolen tropes and horror elements are poorly executed, both on the page and on the screen. There's no sense of pace, no plot to speak of, and absolutely nothing redeeming about this waste of energy, time, and money. I have no doubt it will turn a profit since the last one somehow made $60 million on an investment of $2.5 million, but just because the movie makes money, that doesn't mean it needs to actually be made.

Unfortunately, the most predictable thing about A Haunted House 2 will certainly be A Haunted House 3. The movie looks so abysmally cheap that I’m pretty sure it turned a profit on my ticket sale alone. In the meantime, the writers and directors of this year’s slate of horror flicks should be sure to include as many fuckable elements as they can in their films. We wouldn’t want Marlon Wayans to run out of ideas.