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He may resemble Charles Bronson (he's a Hungarian Bronson impersonator), but he doesn't have his style or swagger. In fact, he and this movie have nothing on Bronson and his body of work. Bronson wasn't the greatest actor, but he doesn't deserve this marring his memory.

This movie is filled with cliches, has lethargic pacing that destroys any possibility of tension, an absolutely laughable "evil creature" and dialogue that better actors wouldn't be able to save. Even Svengoolie wouldn't want this one. Don't waste your time unless you're hard up for something to watch.

(I'm giving it two stars instead of one as a way to recognize all the time and effort those involved put into making this schlock.)

Generally when you label a movie as a sequel (hence the "2" in the title) you set up the expectation that it will be a continuation or, at the very least, contain some of the characters from the original film. Since this movie bore no relation to the movie "Pure Country, I am at a loss to understand the title.

Yes, George Strait was in both movies. However, in the first he played a fictional country singer while in this sequel he played himself in a much smaller role. That is the only tie in. That being said, this movie could have easily had a different title and used a different well-known country singer without changing the plot.

Speaking of plot, this one was saccharine, corny and predictable. My husband sat through it with me and kept saying, "okay, now this will happen next." It was sad to see so much talent -- Michael McKean, Cheech Marin, Bronson Pinchot, even Dean Cain -- put to waste.

Katrina Elam has a great voice and I enjoyed some of the songs. However, unless you want your teeth to fall out from all the sugar or you're looking for something to put you to sleep at 3 am, avoid this movie.