The SW Florida swamp rats are after the money of the bluebloods again. This
one follows the formula of Wild Things almost to a tee, both in terms of plot
and the film's directorial style. As usual, several people are working multiple
schemes with multiple partners, and all of them are planning to double-cross at
least one of their allies. The money will end up in the hands of the last one or
two standing, after which the film will use the closing credits to reveal all
the hole cards. You can probably expect that there will be some gratuitous
nudity, and that every single major character will be sucked in to at least a
portion of the master plan. The contrived plot tries to keep the viewers
interested in out-guessing all the double and triple crosses, and trying to
determine the identity of the master puppeteer who is ultimately manipulating
everything and everybody.
The problem with this franchise is that the sequels are actually too similar
to the original. They seem less like new movies than simply straight-to-vid
remakes. In other words, you will want to see this film is you
don't mind watching a bunch of unknowns pretending to be Bill Murray, Matt
Dillon, Kevin Bacon, Robert Wagner, Denise Richards and Neve Campbell, all of them recreating
the original Wild Things script from memory, so that it's kinda close but not exactly the
same. If you saw the original Wild Things when it came out, watching a sequel is
tantamount to watching a high school presentation of a Broadway musical which
you have seen performed by the original cast many years ago. You know it's
pretty much the same - just not as good - and you know approximately how it will
all turn out, even if you saw the original too long ago to remember the precise
details.
One nice thing about the franchise is that the sequels have
maintained the tradition of lurid sex scenes. The original featured a notorious
threesome. If you look at the title of this one, you should be able to guess
precisely how it raises the ante.
Unfortunately, the sexual tryst gives the film a gaping plot hole. As you
watch it, ask yourself this question: what happened to that third female in the
red-hot foursome? Since she was the "witness" to the fake rape, the
investigating detective would certainly be interested in talking to her, but the
script just seemed to drop her as if she had never existed in the first place.
Or ... did it?
I think you can probably guess.
