The original The Dentist at least had some novel special effects to recommend it. This perfunctory sequel repeats those earlier grotesqueries pretty much shot for shot, but its labored story line plays things way too straight, focusing on small-town folksiness to the point of inanity. Corbin Bernsen and Linda Hoffman signed back on for the sequel, but they basically turn in carbon copies of their original performances. Meanwhile, Jillian McWirther gets to play the thankless role of the latest blonde to fall for the off-his-rocker dentist's capped teeth, grabby manners, and offers of free root canals. Apparently, there's an endless market for scenes of gossipy middle-aged ladies getting their mouths, and lives, destroyed; how else can one explain yet another nosy meddler character getting her comeuppance in the dental chair? Ultimately that's the problem with The Dentist II: It has way too much sympathy for Dr. Feinstone himself -- and not enough for the audiences who have to sit through it.