This second sequel is far better than one might expect from the end of Stepfather II, when the titular psycho was being butchered and battered by various members of his latest family. Miraculously surviving, he opens proceedings here in a particularly gruesome bout of plastic surgery, without anaesthetic and performed by a drunken surgeon. He then fixes himself up with another widow and child in no time, and is on his beastly traditional-values way again. The reason for the plastic surgery, of course, is that the excellent Terry O'Quinn has been replaced. Wightman, with that prissy, scary, whiny voice makes a good fist of it, and seems more barmy than ever. The violence is genuinely gory, and climaxes with a death in a garden threshing-machine that surely defies all efforts at restorative surgery.