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The plot indeed the entire setup of the stalker escaping from an asylum and then fixating on a particular idealised fantasy under a different identity is oddly reminiscent of Stepfather II (1989). In the central role, the sequel now casts Jodi Lyn OKeefe. Alas, Jodi Lyn OKeefe is just an anonymous face in the host of California twentysomething actresses that inhabit the Beverly Hills 90210s, Melrose Places, Buffy the Vampire Slayers and Roswells of tv land with their good looks and banal inability to evoke any real emotion. OKeefe lacks any of Rose McGowans ability to evoke a brooding and dangerously anti-authoritarian intelligence and the sense of calculating teen just learning to use her body for the first time all she is is a cliche psycho. One good aspect this time around is the greater ambiguity in regard to Debbie and her object of affections here the teacher does sleep with her and then the morning after decides it was all a bad idea, a much more convincing and morally shaded motivation than the one given to Alex McArthur in the first film. Unfortunately, Devil in the Flesh 2 is poorly directed, with the style Steve Cohen invested in the original now giving away to some Friday the 13th (1980)-styled cliche slasher violence spiked nails in the head and a very silly sequence where Sarah Lancaster brings out her pepper-spray to ward Jodi Lyn OKeefe off only to get it the wrong way around, spray herself in the face and trip over and impale herself on a piece of protruding metal. There is also a silly erotic dream scene that seems all the more gratuitous for the distracting obviousness of the fact that Jodi Lyn OKeefe has refused to take her clothes off.
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