Cheerleader Massacre 2 is a contradiction of itself in so many ways. Including calling it a horror movie.
Cold Open – A group of girls riding on a bus are on their way to some destination unknown. It’s unclear why all the girls are together, until one pulls out a set of pom-poms. Obviously (now) they are cheerleaders, and are headed to a camp. The bus is then disabled by an unknown flying object. As the driver and the girls disembark to check the bus out for damage, they are brutally murdered by a killer drone. Title screen. Opening credits.
Post opening credits – A girl in the bath, takes a call from her friend about cheer-leading camp. At the camp, more girls arrive in a different bus. They complain of the camp being devoid of fun, cell service, and really anything they would want to be a part of. They are upset that the rival team has not arrived (as they are all dead) and proceed to unpack and shower. Characters are introduced and immediately killed but other, stranger drones that look like castoffs from Blade Runner. Now the girls have to band together to try and stay alive and make it out of the secluded camp.
Cheerleader Massacre 2 is a strange film. By my best guess, it attempts to capatilize off the success(?) of the first movie by using the same name. Apart for this, and the fact that they are, in fact, cheerleaders, there is little to no connection to the first movie. The killings are all done by the afore mentioned “drone-like” things all being controlled by one person.
There are many girls in this movie and, as one would probably guess, they all get nude at some point. Baths, showers, (attempted) sex scenes, it’s all there in fleshy glory. Knowing this, you would never imagine that the movie wraps up as a call to militant feminist to kill their male oppressors. Seriously. The killer is killing all the girls at the cheerleader camp because, and I quote “No cheerleader is innocent.” Whatever the hell that means. She then puts a call out to what would appear to be her disciples to “carry out their orders”. It’s like this was supposed to be some weird feminist Fight Club situation where they have sleepers everywhere doing wet work.
This movie is dumb. The only thing that made me laugh harder than the special effect was the melodramatic acoustic guitar that would play almost every time boobs were on screen. However, it’s not worth seeing for this.
Also, the ENTIRE movie is free on Youtube, as well as Netflix if you would like to watch it, though, I’m not sure why.
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