Written by: Matt Molgaard
Directed by: Tommy Lee Wallace
Cast: William Ragsdale, Roddy McDowall, Traci Lind
The first time I caught Fright Night Part 2 I was somewhere around the tender age of 10. And I wasn’t impressed. In fact, I was so far from impressed, I didn’t revisit the film for about 25 years. And sadly, after all these years and after all the miserable, great and just plain dull movies I’ve seen in that stretch, failed to afford me any other angle from which to view the movie. I’m still not impressed.
There’s a reason this movie has all but gone forgotten. It’s not good, in any way.
What it is, is a near carbon copy of Tom Holland’s film. Dandrige is out, in his place is a sultry blood sucker who toys with men’s emotions before draining them of their blood. Charley is still around, spotting quirky things, and he’s still game to bring poor old Peter Vincent into the fold. But this time they’ll be forced to battle a tangle of neck biters, including one (played by Jonathan Gries) who looks an awful lot a werewolf (got mixed up in the wrong pack?) and of course, the great super human protector.
It’s literally the same story, slightly beefed up.
But the magic is gone, Charley’s a college kid now, Peter lives in an active apartment building… there’s no small town suburbia feel to it. It’s gone, the intimacy done away with without a second thought. That’s unfortunate, as it really just forces the pic into standard territory that we’ve ventured time and again.
It was great to see William Ragsdale and Roddy McDowall together again on screen, especially reprising iconic roles. But the magic that popped between the two in Fright Night isn’t detectable here. A few of the gags are slightly more disturbing than what we saw in the first flick, but that’s not a good thing in this case. As much as I hate to say it, Fright Night Part 2 is a stinker with no teeth.