During a supply routine, the National Guard unit stop at a deserted research camp within the mexico desert. Picking up a distress signal originating from a hills, they set out to investigate, unaware to them that a set of terrifying, cannibalistic mutants awaits their arrival.
Written, disappointingly, by Wes Craven and his son Jonathan, this limp sequel to last year's remake of Wes' 1977 original feels like the work of a guy who's spent a few too many days lost in the desert.
The only thing the lowly Hills 2 has going for it is the grossness, ferocity, and superhuman strength of the rampaging mutants. I mean, these guys put the ugh in ugly; they make the original's Michael Berryman look like a hunk.
