The Ring Two
Hideo Nakata, 2005,
I was pretty unkind to The Ring when it came out in 2002, going as far as to make regrettable use of the R-word, and upon rewatching it a couple dozen years later, I was pleased to find myself both more amenable to its silly urban-legend premise and less intent on having a strong opinion about its unremarkable execution. The movie is nothing special, but it’s a perfectly inoffensive way to spend a rainy Saturday afternoon, and as I learned later in the day, it shines more brightly when placed next to its abysmal sequel, The Ring Two.
I’m ashamed to say I was persuaded to watch The Ring Two’s “unrated” version, whose extra 20 minutes of footage is not only superfluous, but would have had no effect at all on the PG-13 rating the movie was always engineered to receive. These scenes also apparently haven’t been touched since the DVD release, so their fuzzy SD transfers make them easy to spot, but the theatrical cut’s crisp 4K resolution doesn’t make it any more palatable. Everything about it feels like a first draft, from its Exorcist-lite script to its chintzy CGI, which may not be uncommon for a cash-grab studio sequel, but the level of apathy on display is nonetheless disappointing, especially from a project that somehow convinced Sissy Spacek (!) to spend a day on set.