I love Silent Night, Deadly Night. It is an annual fixture of my Christmas holidays, usually double billed with Bob Clark‘s fantastic Black Christmas. One thing that has eluded me for many years was the sequel, Silent Night, Deadly Night Part 2, and so this holiday I decided to be a good girl and watch the film to save being punished…
Primarily told in flashback, Silent Night, Deadly Night Part 2 picks up where the first film left off. With Billy now dead, the focus falls onto his younger brother Ricky, who was a baby when his parents were killed. Ricky grew up in the Catholic orphanage with Billy and understood Billy’s torment and troubles. Poor Ricky watched as his brother was gunned down by the Police right in front of him on that fateful Christmas Day so long ago when Billy went more than a little insane.
It turns out Billy isn’t the only one with a few screws loose and that Ricky hasn’t been a good boy himself either. Ricky is currently in a mental institution awaiting trial for a series of murders that he committed, telling his story to a psychiatrist Dr Bloom. Soon after Billy died, the orphanage was closed down and Ricky was adopted by a family but his trauma was never treated. A few years later his stepfather dies and his composure starts to unravel… After going on a murder spree, he eventually gets cornered by the Police and caught after a suicide attempt backfires (lesson to learn here, Christmas always goes a little better than expected with a small dose of planning). Flash forward to the present and Ricky has killed Dr Bloom and escaped from the hospital, hell bent on killing Mother Superior whom he blames for everything.
You know when you love a film a lot and get really excited because there’s a sequel and you really hope that it’s just as good and you can’t wait to watch it? Well, Silent Night, Deadly Night Part 2 isn’t that film. It’s bloody terrible. The first forty minutes is a retread of the first film, you know, in case you forgot about poor Billy and his mental breakdown. The rest of the film isn’t any better. There is no beating around the bush with this one, Eric Freeman who plays Ricky is absolutely awful. The acting is awful and not in the bad-but-good way, Freeman just cannot act. His eyebrows however can and appear to be on Ritalin for the whole film. Seriously, forget about the plot, once you’re forty five minutes into the film, his eyebrows are the only thing you will be noticing. I promise you.
There are, however, two silver linings to this cloud. One, Ricky’s girlfriend Jennifer (Elizabeth Kaitan) is pretty damn hot so it’s nice to know there’s some eye candy around for when the film gets really crap. Secondly, is the ‘GARBAGE DAY!’ scene which is so hilariously bad, it’s worth watching the film just to see it in all its glory. Or you can watch it on YouTube. Your choice.