JACK FROST 2:
REVENGE OF THE MUTANT KILLER SNOWMAN
* * * (2000, 91 minutes, Rated R)
Jack Frost Bites (Yes, I totally mailed that one in)
Going by the descriptions on Netflix is a bit like playing roulette: Sometimes it's dead on, and
sometimes it really misses the mark. Like major plot points. But Netflix description of Jack Frost 2
is something special:
Note to parents: This is not the sequel to the heartwarming
1998 Michael Keaton family film, Jack Frost. Instead, it's a
follow-up to the 1997 cult slasher flick by the same name. An
abominable -- and indomitable -- snowman terrorizes innocent
townspeople after being possessed by the spirit of a deranged
murderer. If you didn't think a maniacal man made of snow
could survive the tropical climes of the Caribbean, think again!
How could I NOT review this movie?
I was a bit worried that I wouldn't understand what was going on because I didn't bother watching
the first Jack Frost movie. Fortunately, the film opens with our hero, a traumatized cop named
Sam, helpfully recapping the plot of the first movie for us. It boils down to this: Child's Play, but
with a snowman.



To make a long, strange story short, Sam defeated Jack Frost with antifreeze. Unfortunately,
some nameless scientists dig up the evil antifreeze, conduct experiments, yada yada yada, Jack
is back as sentient killer water. Or a talking carrot. It depends on his mood. Naturally, he goes
down the drain and follows Sam, his wife and their BFFs down to a tropical island.
So how does a serial killing snowman beat the heat in the tropics? Turns out the experiments
on his evil antifreeze has allowed Jack to not only exist as sentient killer water but freeze and
maintain his shape, grow, even create icicles or ice anvils (really) at will. In other words, he's just
like Iceman from The X-Men if he were a wise-cracking serial killer instead of a wise-cracking
civil engineer.
The movie motors right along, with lotsa cheekiness, lotsa killin' (the body count hit at least 20)
and lotsa psycho-killer wisecracking that -- to the screenwriters' credit -- didn't get on my nerves.
Everyone involved knows that this film is ridiculous and enjoys it with lines like this:
MARLA Oh, come on, Sam! You don't even know if it is Jack Frost!
SAM No, Marla, it's probably some other walking, talking snowman that everyone is talking about.
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The film also features a gratuitous skinny-dipping scene (I
could barely see those scars from the implants!), a wild
scene of mass winter wonderhell and a bizarre amount of
product placement for Asahi Beer.
Asahi: The Brew of Choice for Winter-Themed Killers and the
People They Kill
It all comes down to an ending that's... Appropriately stupid.
What more could you ask for?