While the first Children of the Corn film wasn't high horror art, it might as well be when compared to this pedestrian rehashed sequel. Starring a stone-faced Treat Williams-wannabe and his equally emotionless white bread son, the flick does little to draw the audience in, despite a few nice death scenes -- two of which involve the elderly, while another makes the record books for excessive nose-bleeding. Based on some of these gnarly sequences alone, the flick earns somewhat of a passable entry status in what would turn out to be one of the longest horror franchises in movie history, even if it's not all that good when it comes down to it. Despite its 35mm theatrical release, the visuals have a horrid video quality that screams cheap, while the scares and spooks are slim to none. For high gross-out fun, look no further than the next installment -- Children of the Corn III: Urban Harvest -- or even the star-studded, though equally terrible, follow-ups.
by Jeremy Wheeler
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