The original "Nekromantik" was a pretty bizarre misfire attempting to craft a movie out of a subject as taboo as necrophilia, but this so-called "sequel" is even worse. Not only is the one-note joke REALLY dead this time around, but the title seems like an afterthought, since most of the movie revolves around what looks like a couple's home movies, with some very lame corpse sex intercutting the plodding pace. Every aspect of "Nekromantik 2" is a cut below its predecessor, from the cheap effects (the "corpse" being the saddest one of all) to the indifferent direction (which Buttgereit must have slept through), to the fact that the whole concept was exhausted (albeit poorly) in the first film.
Review of Nekromantik 2
