I totally adored the "American Psycho" novel and its brilliant cinematic adaptation. So, YES, I was dreading this obvious cash-in slut of a sequel in a hardcore way. It’s common knowledge that Lion’s Gate dusted off an old screenplay and tweaked it to have it fit (very loosely) the AP universe. Being the AP purist that I am, THAT PISSED ME OFF! I’ve finally experienced this PMS-inclined sequel and here’s my take.

If you can forget that this silly rabbit is an "American Psycho" sequel, you might derive some guilty cinematic orgasms from it. I managed to get some good vibrations out of it but it was at times hard on the die-hard AP fanboy piece of my soul. The flashbacks to that Patrick Bateman poseur (THERE’S ONLY ONE PB AND THAT’S CHRISTIAN BALE...GRRRR!) and the numerous winks at the first flick, made it rough for me to separate both films. I mean, did they really have to echo lines from the original (they even copy the feel of the closing line) or slap in a dude doodling gory drawings in a scrapbook like Bateman did in AP? Give me a break! This sequel isn’t in the same league as "American Psycho", it doesn’t have its depth, its moments of high satirical wit, its class or its audacity. Every time this so-called sequel attempted to tie both films together; or nod to the original; I’d laugh my ass off in disgust. Don’t even try it mofos...not even close.

Having said that, I still found some jerky pleasure in this campy B whack- off. Its main treat is, without question, its strong lead: adorable Mila Kunis (Rachel). You’ll forget all about motor mouth Jackie from “That 70’s Show” while watching this bad girl go. Ninety eight percent of my smiles came from her delicious performance, her varied assortment of cutie facial expressions and her tight, sweet ass (I never noticed how fit and curvy it was…impressive). Girlfriend carries the weight of the flick on her back like a little trooper and with a less charismatic actress it could’ve easily been a total bust. As for the movie itself, it surprisingly rolls very smoothly with a tight pace, a swift length (88 minutes) and a sometimes polished “music video feel”. I also got into some of the film’s tongue in cheek jive, the ok written narration that was boosted in quality thanks to Mila’s spot-on delivery, the engaging Rachel/shrink (Daniels) repartee, big headed Bill Shatner (who comes through playing Booby the ladies man! Go figure!) and the subtle touches of humor (like that insecure waiter or the shrink’s mother…LOL).

Along with Kunis dominating the screen, the hip music in this slasher party is its other highest card. I welcomed the kooky score with zipped down zipper. It gave the film that kool offbeat tone. I also want to take a moment and light a candle for the tight tracks in this film….”light”.  The engaging ditties always wound up cleverly commenting on the action taking place on the screen and I loved it! The councilor bashing sequence for example (man, was that bitch annoying in a funny way….”Ricky Martin”! LOL) had me rolling on the floor like a toddler on “Ritalin”. The tune accompanying that bit was perfecto-mundo for what went down (yes, bad things do happen…you’ll see).

Which brings me to the bummer; the impotent murders. The first kill was groovy, but the other ones were nothing short of unmemorable. Mila nude, wearing a pair of white sox and brandishing a chainsaw sure could’ve helped out in that department. Some of the kills are total throwaways (Mila actually talks a person to death and gives him/her the coup de grace with a blow kiss: it didn’t work for me) and others are clumsily handled (if somebody is choking me from behind with a “fill in the blank”, my first instinct would be to pull at the “fill in the blank”, not just stand there and let the life drain out of me). More novel and daring chop-chops would’ve been appreciated. Here it’s a watered down Friday the 13th night at the Psycho house.

On a script level, this baby worked like a charm when it kept it simple but every time it tried to reach a bit further, it would fall flat on its face. I loathed the red herring angle they slapped in there early on in regards to who the baddie might be. I mean, we know who the culprit is…JUST LOOK AT THE BOX COVER! The film never went far enough with its “whodunit” vibe for its presence to be justified. I thought this “Scream” type of convention was done with! I guess not. I also didn’t swallow the way the shrink misunderstood a key piece of info or the explanation that revealed how Rachel’s babysitter wound up in Bateman’s apartment. Both were beyond weak. To be fair though, there was one plot twist near the end that I did enjoy…fun stuff!

Plot holes also arose on occasion. Like how come nobody is noticing that A-list students are missing left and right? Or how can Rachel "off" folks and dispose of their bodies in public places without ever getting pinched? Lazy screenwriting anyone? It worked in the original film but here IT'S NOT IN HER HEAD! IT’S FOR REAL, SO ADDRESS IT! There also the occasional clock-time padding, like that scene where Rachel goes for a healthy jog. What did that have to do with anything? Apart from giving me the pleasure of seeing Mila Kunis in jogging pants (she wears a g-string…yippee) and making me laugh by the overall corniness of the sequence, this had no business in here.

This flick will be out on June 18, 2002 straight to tape/DVD.

Director Morgan J. Freeman's quote on Brett Easton Ellis: If Ellis is drunk at parties and talks shit that’s fine; he wants to live a life that way, that’s fine. But if I could fight him, I’d kick his ass. I hope he keeps it up because it's great publicity for the movie and it makes him look stupid.

Morgan J. Freeman had only 20 days to shoot the film with a $3 Million budget.

Why is Mila holding a “Children of the Corn”-type of weapon on the box cover...? It’s not in the movie.

Mila Kunis is FINE and should give me a call like...NOW!!!