L'ultima seduzione 2

The original Last Seduction with Linda Fiorantino was a delight.

This sequel watching Linda Severance smoking in every scene and trying to look tough made me think of her health status. After about 20 minutes I gave up and went for a walk with me dog.

It's possibly the worst I've movie I've ever seen.

Joan Severance (Bridget Gregory) is completely devoid of sex appeal - a quality fairly crucial to the role - and does little more than smoke throughout every scene. Con O'Neill (Troy Fenton) made me want to vomit for the duration; yes, he's supposed to be a repulsive character but it was a little too literal. Beth Goddard (Murphy) was weak, although she was the only character with any sort of sexual allure, and I'm not even going to bother commenting on the rest of the characters.

The story lines are predictable, the portrayal of the British as being nothing more than common thugs is offensive, and the whole thing should come with a health-warning. Literally.

Yes, it is chewing gum for the eyes but Joan manages to keep a minimum level of suspense to make it worth watching. Chain smoking prevents her from blowing lines but yet she keeps an air of mystery about the plot. The movie also helps show the new trend of the "smart" female that makes things work in the stereotype male world.The glass ceiling also exits in crime and she wants to break this. Her scam is acceptable but not too believable, especially the bank scene. The best scene is the seduction one where she performs safe sex with the villain who runs a phone- sex 900 service. She manages to reprogram the computer(with C++ no less) and skim profits to her bank account. Yes, it is a B movie but Joan can play more demanding roles in better written film noires and should bear watching. Enjoy this if the ball game is rained out.

How rare to find a sequel so embarrassing. Gone is the plot, mystery, the dark aspects of the first... a sham. Glad I only rented... You will use your fast forward a lot during this film.

I really wish I could give this movie lower than one star. It is an insulting follow-up to one of the best modern films noir ever made. I was initially intrigued when I saw the title, and I expected an ample follow-up to Bridget Gregory's antics. I was sorely disappointed to see none of the original cast in the credits, but persevered nonetheless; maybe it still had merit, I hoped. My disappointment spiraled downward to mild anger that anyone would waste time making such an offensively inferior "sequel" as this one. It really was soft-core porn; I fully expected the two women with larger roles to contrive some way to get it on. Ugh.

I wonder if the actors in this one can salvage their careers?