This film is another installment in the Creepshow universe, showcasing an anthology of spooky short films based on Stephen King stories.

I have to admit that I have not seen the first Creepshow, or understand what any of this is supposed to be about, but I am greatly assuming that the first movie is a lot better than this garbage. It seems as though in the first movie they found the best and spookiest Stephen King tales to put to screen, and then for this one they really phoned it in for the cash grab? 

There are three tales, which thank god there are only three. We’ll get into the contents of each tale in spoilers, but the way that this movie starts off with the most boring and pointless and downright racist story baffles me. Don’t you wanna hook your viewers? Don’t you want to keep butts in seats? Because that story would have made me walk out of the theater, if not for its content, then for its horrible acting.

I wish I could say this was even fun to watch how bad it was, but it wasn’t. I slightly enjoyed the last story more than the first two but slightly is the operative word here.

The in-between sections with the creep and the kid work well, I like how it switched from real life to animated, and I was a lot more invested in that kid’s story than I was with any of the anthology. It was a great idea to add that animation, and it got me excited for the film. I was let down greatly.

The fact that this is a Stephen King and George Romero collaboration is shocking. They can, and have, done better.

3/10