...or was this movie relentlessly repulsive, pointless and plotless from start to finish? I don't think I've ever been so disgusted with a film's utter contempt for its audience's intelligence (whether it has one or not isn't even relevant in this case) or its complete apathy regarding basic storytelling. This barely even qualifies as a movie- it's an hour and a half of misogynistic savagery where the filmmakers don't even bother explaining a single event taking place- probably because they couldn't care less. It's essentially how the "Saw" franchise would play without a script; half the time, the actors seem to be ad-libbing and the director may as well be shooting the first thing he sees in front of the camera. Who the hell is Chromeskull? Who are the people working for him? Do they pay their employees to do nothing but make elaborate bladed weapons and then hang them on the walls so they can stare at them all day like abstract art? Why must everything in this movie be documented on shaky handheld cameras while the pathetic characters prattle on endlessly about themselves? Do horror filmmakers actually think this is a practical substitute for characterization? Whenever I see this technique in other movies, it's a pretty certain red flag it's going to suck long and hard- half of Laid To Rest 2 uses this lazy excuse for exposition, but, to be fair, when you're just making shit up as you go along, is anyone surprised when the majority of the dialogue scenes are obvious filler? And then, of course, there's the kills... the less said about these, the better, except to say they're elaborate, they're disgustingly gruesome, they're completely gratuitous and, let's face it, they're the only reason this pile of shit got made in the first place. And, so long as audiences keep eating this crap up with a spork, we'll get to see this turd turned into a nice, long, healthy franchise for years to come. And won't that be nice?