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Roger Moore, Orlando Sentinel: We don't care about any of the characters. They're just video game obstacles to be dispatched as graphically as possible. Read more
Jeannette Catsoulis, New York Times: Swift and amusingly brainless, Hatchet II more than delivers on splatter expectations. Read more
Eric Hynes, Time Out: It's a functional sequel, but with all that spirited slicing and dicing, the director could have at least broken a sweat. Read more
Nathan Rabin, AV Club: Hatchet II is distinguished both by a funky, frisky sense of humor, and gore of great quality and quantity. Read more
Wesley Morris, Boston Globe: The movie is never as cheeky or as fun as Green thinks it is, but he tries with all his might. Read more
Amy Nicholson, Boxoffice Magazine: Mosquitoes bite. Gators tear. But only Victor Crowley strangles a man with his own intestines until his head explodes. Read more
Tom Long, Detroit News: This is basically an excuse to watch skulls crushed like melons, guts ripped from body cavities and torsos halved. And such things go on with relentless and disgusting regularity. Read more
Michael Rechtshaffen, Hollywood Reporter: More funhouse than grindhouse, this unrated horror-comedy has its D-grade charms thanks to its killer cast. Read more
Michael Ordona, Los Angeles Times: The most shocking thing about the sequel is that it's a dramatic improvement. Read more
Rene Rodriguez, Miami Herald: The movie is just inept and dull and stupid -- crap being passed off as a guilty, bloody pleasure. Read more
V.A. Musetto, New York Post: Say a prayer that there's no Hatchet III in the future. Read more
Roger Ebert, Chicago Sun-Times: There are many good movies opening this weekend. Hatchet II is not one of them. Tickets are not cheap and time is fleeting. Why would you choose this one? Read more
Joe Leydon, Variety: Writer-director Adam Green offers another super-sized dose of bone-shattering, blood-splattering mayhem. Read more
Chuck Wilson, Village Voice: By the time Crowley begins literally ripping Marybeth's posse apart, one is too numbed-out to cheer the gruesome ingenuity of the old-school special effects. Die, Victor, die. Please. Read more
Michael O'Sullivan, Washington Post: Suffers from lamentable acting, murky cinematography and, for the most part, lamely unfunny dialogue. Read more