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REVIEW: Higlander 2

The movie sequel. In almost every instance, they represent a lesser version of the original. A poor, bastardized, facsimile, the sequel is not motivated by story or plot, but rather fortune and profit.

In Hollywood, most projects are slung like monkey excrement against the proverbial wall, or in this case we the viewers. Some of these projects adhere, and garner praise, while others more accurately represent the aforementioned simian effluence, and plummet greasily to the deck. The films that recieve acclaim, and achieve a profit are immediately tossed into the whore-machine where they are mass produced into painfully generic dopplegangers and forced fed to the public until we vomit from our eyes.

On the very rare occassion some films manage to produce a sequel that equals the greatness of the first. Highlander 2 is not one of those films.

Highlander 2 is in fact the epitome of sequels. It was made for all the wrong reasons, embraces everything bad about the follow-up feature film business and could very well go down as the most catastrophic second parter to ever be made since the motion picture camera was invented.

The original Highlander, while passed over when it first hit theaters in the United States was met with grand acceptance overseas. It's popularity in Europe helped it eventually gain a cult following worldwide, which invetibaly, and unfortunately lit the fires to produce it's tragic counterpart Highlander 2 (I'm sure those assholes in England had something to do with this.... Christopher Lambert is probably a folk hero over there).

Quick recap for those of you unfamiliar with the original Highlander. Immortals populate the earth and fight from the dawn of time till present day (which when this film was made was 1986, in New York City) in order to win 'the prize', a legendary goal amongst those who cannot die.

Let me describe the evolution from Highlander, to Highlander 2. Imagine if you a will, a smoking hot chick, beautiful from head to toe, flawless, the female equivalent of Patrick Swayze. Now take that same woman, smash her in the face with a shovel, set her on fire, then extinguish her burning flesh by dropping a post White Castle liquid deuce on her.... or just imagine Julia Roberts.

Yes, I know. Truly shocking. Aside from the English culture, nothing has collapsed into utter disgrace more quickly or completely.

So Highlander 2 wastes little time in destroying everything you knew from the first film, and replacing it with.... tragedy. We join an aged Connor Macleod (played by English fan-favorite Christopher Lambert), who has achieved fame and fortune by solving the Earth's depleting Ozone Layer dilema. The prize, which he won in Highlander by cutting off a lot of heads, and banging some marginaly attractive women, gave him the ability to grow old ( I assume, something treasured by those in the Immortality field.... hard to say). The prize also gave him a certain degree of omnipotence, and with that the ability to help all man-kind. So Macleod uses his new gifts to create the 'Shield', a giant blanket of energy designed to protect the Earth from the sun's radiation as the Ozone Layer slowly disintegrates.

While saving the Earth from immediate destruction, the Shield plunges the planet in darkness, and because of this everyone is a little bummed. So the world is dark all the time... oh no, let's drink, and act like assholes.... I digress. So Macleod is now viewed as the man who destroyed the planet, even though he technically saved it..... as if it matters.

Highlander 2 starts with a flashback / dream sequence that tells of the origin of the Immortals on Earth. They are all aliens from the past living on a planet called Zeist (the concept for this movie by the way layed the foundation for Scientology). On Zeist if you are deemed undesirable, you are banished to the future (Earth in this case) where you will live forever..... so on Zeist they torture you with untold blessings of good fortune. And for the record, Zeist looked like a fucking shitty planet (imagine England....but with uglier chicks).... so really being banished to Earth... not so bad.

Enter General Katana (really unique name guys.... let's name the bad guy after a sword! FUCKING GENIUS!! Oh and by the way, here's my second in command Colonel Hand Grenade, Captain Light Sabre, and Special Agent Nun-Chuks! Whoever wrote this should be raped in the eye with a soldering iron) who is played by Bad Movie Knight's own Michael Ironside, and wouldn't you know, he sets the standard for all the thespians in this film and once again proves the theory of the Ironside Agenda. Yes, Ironside out acted everyone in this classic, including Sean Connery who obviously just dropped by this set to pick up his $3 million dollar check (I have coats that are better actors than Christopher Lambert, so not much of a challenge for ole M.I. there). Katana begins by sending some of his henchman to Earth to dispatch Macleod. Clad in black, wearing goggles, and obviously fond of cock, these bad asses attempt to assassinate Macleod. One however accidentally get's his head cut off by a passing freight train (they are fighting in the city.... things have gotten so bad on Earth that whole railway lines now move through busy urban neighborhoods)... and because of this fatal immortal injury, Macleod is transformed back into his young, strapping French, I mean Scottish self. OOOOOooooo! Yeah, whatever, don't try and figure it out, don't try and understand it. Macleod quickly takes care of the second gay bad guy and then hooks up with Virginia Madsen. She portrays an environmental terrorist who is hell-bent on destroying the Shield. After some convincing, and some sex, Macleod agrees to help her with plans. But before they can begin Ramirez (Connery) shows up.

Ok, for you douche-bags who didn't see it, Ramirez was killed (head removed) in the first Highlander and died. Right? WRONG! In Highlander 2, we learn that if you are banished to Earth, and you are killed, you get to return to Zeist. That is some fantastic holiday package they have got going on over there. So the writers found a way to script Connery back into the movie, but because his salary was so off the charts we only have to sustain him for a brief period of time during this already excrutiatingly painful visual rape.

So the gangs back together, and we're off to lay waste to corporate America! Yippeee! The remainder of the movie is like Kung-Fu the video game.... fight some bad guys, advance to the next level, fight more bad guys, next level, so on, and so on, until you reach the top. And waiting at the top level? General Katana of course. He stands between our pair of heroes (Connery died stopping a fan... go figure) and the Shield Generator which they must destroy in order to restore peace to the planet (I swear I've heard this concept before... I just can't place it). Blah, blah, blah, Macleod and Katana have an old fashion 'who has the bigger dick' contest on top of the Shield Corporation building. Predictably Macleod wins, and cuts off Katana's head (yes to some of you I just spoiled the ending... but really if you haven't seen this already, I'm doing you a monster favor), then destroys the shield, and then we have blue skies.

If you haven't figured it out already, Highlander 2 is a complete failure on every level. Never before, and probably never again will I see a franchise destroyed by a sequel (oh wait what about Star Wars?) the way Highlander 2 has. This is a movie that should have ended after the first.... not spawned this or any of the other sequels ( they all suck, but what's funny is that they all ignore the previous thinking they can do better....) or a ridiculously pointless television series (let's face it, if your TV show airs on USA.... it's already failed).

Watching Highlander 2 is like trying to pass a kidney stone through the eyes. Just don't do it. I implore you.

Hamlin Grade: 1


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That review filled the void left by Highlander 2's lack of awesomeness. But enough compliments - instead a little history lesson for you. Get ready for a sledgehammer blow of the unquestionable truth:

America will never admit that it was shunned, but the wounds are still sore and plain to see. Many forget that in the 1960's and 70's Britain conquered the musical world with the Beatles, upgrading music forever. America did its best and countered by... having Elvis work in a casino, eat nothing but bacon and promptly shit himself to death on a toilet.

A similar thing happened in the 80's too - we gave you one of the most highly regarded rock acts of all time - Queen. You gave us... Poison, who apart from telling us that roses have thorns, poured stagnant liquid shit through our radio speakers whether we liked it or not.

Knowing when they were beaten, the fat cats in Hollywood did the right thing, and wisely hired Queen to fill the soundtrack of their latest Blockbuster - The Highlander. And it worked too, producing what would be a film sensation for the sexually lacking teenage fanboys worldwide. The Hollywood moguls were pleased.

However, with the music in place, came the second big decision - casting. Being richeously put in their place by the musical skullfucking provided by this latest English musical sensation, they knew they couldn't resort to their usual tactic of shitting on the English.

So they did what we all do. They shat on the Scottish instead.

Given the chance to cast a mighty Scottish hero, they turned to common sense and cast a Frenchman with a mullet. Christophe Lambert stepped up to the plate, providing general confusion and stifled laughter by playing the whole role with a constipated Parisian brogue. But their masterstroke was Connery.

"Yes indeed" gloated the producers. "We have on our books the most notable Scottish actor to ever live, famed the world over for his rugged charms and Highland accent. LET'S CAST HIM AS A FUCKING EGYPTIAN WITH A SPANISH NAME. And let's dress him up as a Portugese medieval homosexual too! Fuck yes! High five!"

It's because of the above that Europe embraced Highlander - laughing at the many failings of America is what keeps us going. (We also thank you for the hilarious Kermit The Frog and his sequel George The Bush.) Because of our fondness for the original Highlander however, we decided to block out the memory of it's various inept sequels, in the same way a young boy might block out memories of his Daddy touching him.

I can say this though - Highlander II was nowhere near as bad as Highlander III.

(Note: Yes, I'm well aware that Freddie Mercury, lead vocalist of Queen was born in Zanzibar. He's an English legnend nonetheless. Why? Because as a teenager he had to choose which country to apply for citizenship to - Britain or America. And, in his own immortal words, "I couldn't possibly have gone with America. 200 million people and not a man to be found.")

Funny how the monolith that were the Beatles were conquered themselves by a tiny little Asian man named Yoko.... and Freddy Mercury would have been safer putting a loaded gun in his mouth.... oh wait I guess he did.

England's claim to fame? The cucumber sandwich and AIDs. Well done!

AIDS was mainly an African affliction, and affected Britain modestly in comparison to other countries, although it racked up its fair share of corpses during the AIDS epidemic of the 80's. We have you to thank for the agonizing slow death of Freddie, one of our most charismatic and flamboyant musical legends though, as rumour has it (although this obviously can't be confirmed) he caught the virus after fucking an American truck driver somewhere on the U.S leg of a tour. Thank you very much America for resorting to killing our musical heritage.

This wasn't the first time you'd offed one of our heroes though; merely an example of The Great Anerican Satan reverting to type. The aforementioned Beatles were not stopped by Yoko Ono (who had udders, not breasts) but by a fat Yankee bastard with a rifle. From Fort Worth, Texas.

A bunch of sore losers is what you are. Faced with the musical skullfucking you receive from us every decade, you have to resort to petty, childish measures like shooting the fuckers. It's enough to have me fear for the fate of the Arctic Monkeys (who I incidentally went to High School with) - what you gonna do? Have Jack Black tickle them to death?

I'd expect just as much from a so-called 'super-power' which, despite all its might, has failed to do anything to stop Celine Dion.

While you were writing this nonsense was your mouth full of the warm goodness that only Earl Grey could provide? I'm of course talking about the Earl Grey that lives around the corner from you.

As far as Celine Dion... the wheels are in motion sir.

I recently saw an ad for a t-shirt that said 'Canada - America's Hat!' on it. I approve; it's blatantly true. I just can't wait to see its inevitable sequel, a shirt sayinh 'America - Canada's Jockstrap!'

P.S Hillary Clinton has a penis. (She keeps it in a little glass jar beside her bed.)

"America-Canada's Jockstrap"

Actually that would be Mexico.

I guess that would make England, 'America's Baby-wipe'!

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