Tom Philip’s review published on Letterboxd:
Watched again on, fittingly, The World's Worst Streaming Service, and still kind of in awe over how insipid this is. As generic and hokey as the worst cash-grab Halloween sequels.
Look, DGG. McBride, and co. KNOW how to handle "tone" of all things so I really just have so many more helpless questions than gripes. Where are the little jokes? Where is pretty much any of the characterization established in the first film? WHERE IS THE WEIRD?
The editing of the final 15 minutes floored me. A mob violence crescendo and a (spoiler) major character's death handled with as much precision (and pacing) as a music video.