Fresh of our first roller-coaster romp in reanimation, I bring you a new batch of disembodied bits. After being exposed to the first in the series, my partner piped up “There’s a second one”. And with that kind of vicious twisting of my arm, how could I not watch it. It was in my opinion better, gorier and funnier than the first in every way. All the best bits of the previous part all stitched together into the eponymous BRIDE OF REANIMATOR. Jeffrey Coombs, Bruce Abbott, and David Gale to reprise their roles. Along with Brian Yuzna to direct.

A Scientist Before A Doctor

This one takes place eight months or so after the first, Herbert West and Dan Cain are somewhere in South America, using a civil war as a testing ground for Wests experiments. After everything gets a bit too close for comfort they return home, West having made significant advances in his re-agent. Everyone at Miskatonic Hospital seems to have forgotten their involvement in what this one dubs “The Miskatonic Massacre”. That is except for a grizzled lieutenant with a personal ax to grind, his wife was one of the corpses from the finale of the first. You see West has gone beyond just reviving dead people, now he can create life in any conglomeration of dead tissue. A practice Dr.Cain refers to as “Morbid Doodling”. West manages to keep Cain strung along helping him, by promising to make his former lovers heartbeat anew in the fresh body of his construction. 

More Meat, More Gristle, More Madness!

As a story, this one sticks closer to the plot of the book, which gives the story a much-needed coherency that the first lacked. The Frankenstein parodying subplot allows the film to bring fresh new gore to the table in lieu of repeating itself. As far as the gore goes, this film has much more focus. Long focused shots of a table of parts, being painstaking pieced back together. Well made fake limbs, with meaty stubs that are meatily forced back together and given life to spasmodically flail around as they try to be a new organism. My favorite is the adorable conglomeration of fingers and an eyeball that causes comedy hijinks during an otherwise tense scene. The practical effects in this film come to a head, with flying heads and a stunningly rebuilt young woman. A veritable host of mashed up bodies who somehow fall under the spell of the bodiless, vengeful Dr.Hill.