Killer Queen isn't nearly as refined as the first film and goes a little too big in many respects, but McG still manages to deliver an entertaining thrill with a stellar ensemble giving every ounce of this mayhem 100%.

In this new era of McG movies, you can simply turn his film off, walk a few steps to your bedroom and go to sleep.

Like most horror sequels, Killer Queen opts to go bigger and gorier. But mostly, it just gets dumber. And it's really, really dumb.

This is generally pleasant and kind of inconsequential, but it'll scratch your dance-party-and-exploding-head itch, even if it's not quite as fun as its predecessor and gets mired in some unexpected sentimentality.