The Terror Within II (1991) – Andrew Stevens.

One approaches sequels gingerly with palpable distrust, as more often than not, genre/B-sequels zealously appropriate the credo of 'more of the same, with added cheapnis!' My continued curiosity over sequels to forgotten films, or those that sank without trace is not one that I am especially proud of. Right off the bat, hunky B-legend Andrew Stevens bossing out Osama bin Laden's ripped brother look got me, bang to rights, guy! and I ventured expectantly forth into this DTV dystopian wasteland until the bitter end (of days). Stock characters in mothballed boiler suits do their upmost to impart post apocalyptic tension with terse outbursts of equally mothballed dialogue, their meagre numbers gruesomely depleted by a deadly virus, and besieging hordes of ghastly-looking mutoids!

David Pennington (Andrew Stevens)has a wicked cool dog, perhaps a nod to Sci-fi icon A Boy and his Dog, or, I desperately need to permanently flush out all this movie crud from my head! I know it's terribly shallow, but after Stevens trimmed his beard, exposing his signature studly demeanour, I lost a minim of interest. Shot in the 90s, The Terror Within II has an appealingly 70s vibe, partially due to the recycled dramatic scenarios, bombastic Hollywood score, rudimentary FX, and the conspicuously fake-looking gun-fights are straight out of Rocket Man! This is no spoiler, merely pragmatic advice, NEVER, under any circumstance bring a severed, grossly mutated scavenger's finger into the home, much less a covert subterranean military facility! Fans of Shadowzone and Inseminoid could do a lot worse than checking out Andrew Steven's action-packed The Terror Within II.

I give it 3 grimly mutated placentas out of 5!