Let’s face it, we all know what THC2 will look, sound, and (probably) smell like. If you like that sort of thing, good luck to you. I’m sure it’ll eventually sneak out in some form or other, and you’ll get the chance to indulge in as much sandpaper wank, soiled bandages, dirty-protest cellars and amateur surgery as your horror-weary retinas can absorb. But did you know it was (semi) British? I didn’t, although the trailer gives a hint as the main protagonist’s mum berates him for watching pervy films with a distinctly English accent. She also delivers her lines incredibly badly, which, I would imagine, pretty much sets the tone for the whole sorry mess.
Now, I’m no expert, but doesn’t the BBFC’s stand against the film mark it down as the first British film to be banned in the UK since Expose became the only home-grown movie on the “video nasties” list? I think it might be. I also know which one I’d prefer to watch…
This?
Or, this?
Hmmm...