Film is forever.
Suffering through this atrocious sequel to the atrocious original made me realize that maybe I DON'T want horror flicks and glorified B-movies released in theaters. It's also responsible for bringing us the thoroughly ubiquitous Freddie Prinze, Jr. You know, I'm not sure which pisses me off more. Seeing him stalk the likes of Jennifer Love Hewitt, Prinze and the aforementioned victims while decked out in rain slicker and hat couldn't help but make me giggle. In other words, very rarely.