Imagine if the characters of the animated series "Scooby-Doo" were to turn on one another, and you'll be close to imagining the freakish "American Psycho II". Resembling a "Scream"-styled take on serial killer thrillers, this stuck pig of a movie flails limply between bizarre comedy and pallid horror.
If you saw "American Psycho", then you'll know what happened to the charming Patrick Bateman. He appears in flashbacks in this sequel, but only as a shuffling mute who's clearly not Christian Bale.
As it turns out, a young woman called Rachelle Newman (Kunis) had a direct hand in his fate, after ending up at his house courtesy of her babysitter.
Years pass and Newman makes it to college, where she longs to become an assistant to the legendary serial killer hunter, Professor 'Bobby' Strickland (otherwise known to us as William Shatner - he of mighty red face).
Only trouble is, she's got competition from the other students. Her somewhat radical solution is to dispose of them, gaining inspiration from Bateman's own methods.
Morgan J Freeman's roots as a director on the teen show Dawson's Creek shine through heavily in a film that looks like a TV pilot made for a bet.
Additionally, Freeman must have stumbled upon the ' "Halloween III: Season of the Witch" Guide to Sequel-Making', as this movie has little to do with its predecessor.
The only charm comes from William Shatner's Rip Van Winkle-esque, bourbon-swilling character, who's very much up for some intimate tuition with his female students.
Plus you do get to see his huffing puffy form blown out of a window, and Ricky Martin microwaved (you'll see), so this film does have its unique elements.
As for the rest of the cast, a troupe of dancing Coke cans would have more acting gravitas in this deliriously poor spoof of serial killer flicks.