For his 2010 remake of Meir Zarchi's 70s rape/revenge classic I Spit On Your Grave, director Steven R.Monroe's aim was clearly to surpass the original movie in terms of nastiness; many might argue that he succeeded. For this sequel, he attempts to outdo his own remake, but in doing so, frequently verges on parody, the excessive sadism and violence perpetrated by ridiculous eastern European, Hostel-style stereotypes, and the plot taking several preposterous turns in order to prolong its protagonist's unimaginable suffering.
Monroe also makes the mistake of concentrating far more on the rape than on the revenge, with the latter half of the film feeling very rushed and consequently less satisfying, the sense of disappointment exacerbated by the lame manner in which several of the villains meet their fate (only Ivan's 'balls in a clamp' treatment seems truly befitting of his heinous crime).
From a technical point of view, Monroe's film is very impressive, with slick direction and editing, decent make-up effects work, and a bold and convincing central performance by Jemma Dallender—making it even more of a shame that in trying so hard to shock, the film fails to work in other departments.
Monroe also makes the mistake of concentrating far more on the rape than on the revenge, with the latter half of the film feeling very rushed and consequently less satisfying, the sense of disappointment exacerbated by the lame manner in which several of the villains meet their fate (only Ivan's 'balls in a clamp' treatment seems truly befitting of his heinous crime).
From a technical point of view, Monroe's film is very impressive, with slick direction and editing, decent make-up effects work, and a bold and convincing central performance by Jemma Dallender—making it even more of a shame that in trying so hard to shock, the film fails to work in other departments.