Nothing more than a cheapo regurgitation of its predecessor, Fright Night Part II once again finds teenager Charley (William Ragsdale) enlisting the help of TV horror-movie host Peter Vincent (Roddy McDowall) to combat the forces of vampiric evil. This time, that bloodsucker is a woman, Regine (Julie Carmen), and she temporarily gets her fangs into Charley. In most every other respect, however, Tommy Lee Wallace’s follow-up does little to muck with formula, wasting countless time – and trying its audience’s patience – on scenes in which Charley tries to convince Peter and/or his girlfriend Alex (Traci Lin) that a vampire is in their presence, or vice versa. As before, the monsters are revealed through the use of Peter’s cigarette-case mirror and Charley’s true quest is getting his paramour to agree to sex. All the while, Wallace stages laughable neck-biting killings involving a roller-skating, crazy-haired mute and a “hey dude” lothario vampire (Jon Gries) who, perplexingly, looks more like a werewolf. Terror and humor are non-existent, but more frustrating is the general lack of the very meta gestures that made the first Fright Night a clever riff on genre cinema. Consequently, the only unique feature of this dud is its success at dousing virtually every single momentous incident in smoke-machine haziness.