I can't imagine what made anyone want to revive Leatherface
for this thin-scripted, badly-acted, meagre sequel under the
direction of Kim Henkel.
The original film directed by Tobe
Hooper a decade ago may have gone unnoticed in its original
release until it took off as a cult classic, but this one will
probably go unnoticed and remain unnoticed. All in all,
you're better off having dinner with Ed Gein than wasting time
on this fare.
© 1994-2006 The Green Hartnett
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