Deja vu, indeed!
Camille Keaton returns in a sequel to the film that traumatized audiences back in 1978. It is written and directed by the original creator, Meir Zarchi, so it shouldn’t be shunned or overlooked. It’s about Camille Keaton’s character and her daughter, played by Jamie Bernadette, meeting a widow and family members of those Keaton killed in the original film.
This plotline is far-fetched, but it was probably the only way to go without jumping the shark. Deja Vu has some of the grit and vintage vibe of the original version, but the image is crisp, and it looks modern. Sometimes, the script is unnecessarily reminiscent of the first one. Did we really need another mentally challenged hillbilly? This has become quite the cliché in rape and revenge cinema.
Bernadette is brave. Shooting nude for so long in daylight, and with so much brutality involved, including rape, must have been demanding psychologically. A shooting like this one takes its toll on the ego. This movie is not for the squeamish... but you know this already, right? If you like this franchise, dig a little and you might find sequels you didn’t know existed.