Hello? Is this thing on?
(Spoilers ahead, but you don't care.)
A frumpy-looking Nick Stahl gets a night watchman job in his dad's department store, which is another in the same chain as the burned-out one in NYC with the evil mirrors, a fact they're so proud of they import one of the same mirrors to display in their foyer. Things start out grisly when the previous night watchman watches his reflection smile at him and eat some glass. It's a nasty version of the Mirrors shtick but I found myself wondering (as one does) what I would do differently, and I think I wouldn't stick around to watch like this guy does. Like maybe I could run out of range? Worth trying.
I liked the background reveal in the first Mirrors, but the sequel plays as a boilerplate Vengeful Ghost story, pretty much in the Asian horror vein but with mirror-based methodology. Since Nicky had a near-death experience recently, he's the guy who gets to see the honked-off haunter hottie in the mirrors in the company break room. Like the evil nasties in the first one, this ghost's dogged commitment to her agenda is paired with terrible communication skills. She's trying to get Nick to unravel her mystery, but it's like all she can do is kill someone or let him know that she's about to kill someone. Why not grab a mirror pen and write a note?
"I'm a zit! Get it? Oh wait I did it wrong."
Believe it or not, this looks sillier in motion, and her expression there reads as entitled annoyance more than mortal terror. This premonition premonimates the main death/gore set piece of the movie, the lengthy shower scene ending with blood on white tile. I bring it up to bitch on two fronts.
Firstly, the death is more a function of terrible luck than mirror powers. The victim exits the shower, is startled by her reflection glaring at her, then her reflection pounds her hands on the mirror like she's trying to pounce. Scary, to be sure, but the subsequent immobilizing and then lethal accident is a miracle of directed glass breakage.
And the slide whistle was in really bad taste.
Secondly, Christy Romano has a long nude scene here, and like always I was disheartened by seeing a beautiful woman who felt at one point that she needed to get fake boobs. I tried a few more sophisticated drafts of my point, but it's this: I like nudity and boobs, but I don't like fake boobs, especially when they're out of place on a tall, slender frame like Christy Romano's. I probably shouldn't have said "I bring it up to bitch on two fronts" up there.
Mirrors 2 has some likeable characters and a few notable horror moments, and it's not necessarily a complete waste of your time. I can't give it three stars, however, because I gave Mirrors three stars and this just isn't as good. And "not as good as Mirrors" is a perfect descriptor for the densely populated cinematic purgatory where this film resides.