
My daughter recently gave me a bag of old dvds for her mother and I to watch then pass on to a charity shop once we’re done.
(Do charity shops accept Swedish schoolgirl lesbian porn DVDs? I’m asking for a friend – NA)
Last night we watched ‘Basic Instinct 2’, which left me asking of those responsible for this cringeworthy effort of a film, ‘are you joking, or what?’. There’s laughably bad plotting and dialogue. There are sex scenes more risible than raunchy, and acting performances so wooden as to resemble the efforts of a set of cricket stumps. All combine to make this a stand-out effort when it comes to the production of stink the place out sequels.
We know why they do it, of course. A studio lands itself a smash hit, and straight away the suits and bean-counters are looking to cash in with a sequel or sequels. This invariably results in an inferior re-tread of the original, which may end up exploiting the initial concept to the point where the audience’s credibility is stretched to the limit. Think ‘Jaws 3-D’, or ‘Die Hard; Die Harder Another Day With a Vengence’ or whatever the hell it was called.
The missus chipped in with a couple of her ‘favourites’ which have my complete endorsement, these being the shameful cash-in ‘Speed 2; Cruise Control’ and the shite ‘Independence Day’ follow-up.
I’ve come to the conclusion that any sequel to a much-loved film should be avoided like a dose of the clap. I prefer to remember the originals of ‘Die Hard’ and ‘The Matrix’ in all their glory, mentally consigning the follow-ups to the bargain bin in Tesco.
I’ll leave all connoisseurs of film sequel cuntitude with a reminder of my own ‘favourite’, the utter nadir that is ‘Grease 2’. Enjoy!
Don’t click this – you’ll thank me later.
Nominated by: Ron Knee