Dèmoni 2 (1986)
A rehashed script, neon-lit chaos, and recycled gore—this is déjà vu in a high-rise.
A rehashed script, neon-lit chaos, and recycled gore—this is déjà vu in a high-rise.
A lackluster finale, Mother of Tears stumbles where Dario Argento’s classics soared.
This is one of Rutger Hauer’s last legacies to us? Oh, the shame of it all.
If this one had been anything but a zombie movie, it’d have been grand. Or, at the very least, it’d make more sense.
Sorry, this is not a pornographic film with Vin Diesel. It’s all cheese and still A-OK, though.