James Avalon is positioned in porn similarly to Otto Preminger in mainstream cinema - a terrific craftsman with several classics in his quiver (Otto's was certainly "Laura") but a tendency to go overboard at times (Otto's worst excess would be "Skidoo"). After the excellent "Les Vampyres", Avalon returned to the material and hoked it up miserably with this sequel.
Its shooting schedule, listed as from March 1999 to September 2001 betrays an uncertainty which way to go with the project. Final result is often risible, though Avalon pretends to keep a straight face in limning the erotic activities of vampires.
Opening in 1663, the backdrop is set with fine sexual performances by vamp Syren and her adversary Misty Rain. But in the present-day story all logic breaks falls apart as Avalon chooses to morph cast members into new personalities, with new actresses taking over. It's silliness in the extreme, as Misty suddenly becomes Nikita Denise, a force-of-nature actress I always like to watch, but ludicrous here.
If that were not already too much to swallow, Avalon goes one step further by having leading man Joel Lawrence morph into a woman in the person of Holly Hollywood. He handles this nonsense even worse than Blake Edwards (see the execrable "Switch", a 1991 film that perhaps Avalon admires). Holly begins by comical shock at having lost a dick (for the second time, since it was bitten off in Part 1, but regenerated via a little- known power of vampyres, probably the "y" spelling did the trick), and dubbed at first with Lawrence's voice for less than side-splitting yocks.
Except for Nikita's sexiness dressed in latex, this one is hard to stomach. An orgy scene brings back my favorite player from Part 1, Wendi Knight, but she is wasted, wearing a red wig and merely humping away generically. Rather than capitalize on the favorable impression she made initially, James forgets to give her something interesting to do.
I would be interested to know if it was scheduling conflicts that gave rise to re-casting the movie, yet even if it was just a dumb idea on its own, Avalon would have done better to avoid the curse of sequilitis and have shot something entirely fresh. Ironically, he is trapped in the latter phase of his career cranking out nothing but sequels as Sweet Sinner's house director successor to founder Nica Noelle, shooting everything from My Daughter's Boyfriend 13 to The Stepmother 13.
