One thousand years ago, the Leprechaun (Warwick Davis) was cheated out of his bride. Now, he has come for the descendent of that long ago girl.
Ah, that’s a bit better. The Leprechaun series started in the depths, but part 2 is entertaining, if nothing to get excited about. It really isn’t a sequel. Sure, it has Warwick Davis in the same makeup, but he has different powers, he’s around 1400 years older, and can now be harmed only by wrought iron instead of four leaf clovers. In addition to these changes, no mention is made of his demise in the first film. The disconnect with Leprechaun is good as it means you can skip it and start with part 2.
Don’t get too excited though. The humans are still a bore, with the two young leads constructed for a teen romance. They’re a couple of “swell young kids.” Sigh.
The murders are more imaginative, and the Leprechaun has a chance to do something other than kill. There’s not a lot of plot (how many Slashers have a significant story?), but at least it isn’t a copy of the first film. There’s also a brief topless scene that leads to the films best death. If you need to watch a standard Slasher, you could do worse.