I can't deny the filthy charm that exists in Saw II. I watch as eight unsuspecting victims wake up in a mouse trap of a mansion, not realizing that within a two hour time block, they'll have torn each other apart. The idea, even for a sequel, is just as genuine as it was before. Leigh Whannell, who acted and wrote the original installment, hung onto the franchise and co-wrote the screenplay with director Bousman, presenting a sequel with the same grunginess with a different perspective on Jigsaw's death traps. Instead of keeping the psycho an elusive figure, the audience is in full view of Jigsaw throughout the movie. This provides a double feature of tension—we watch as eight new victims wander through an ensnarled house, as well as watch our clown-guised killer mentally battle a worried police chief. Saw II is as fresh as the blood it spills, and jump starts the franchise into another potential third volume.

saw becomes better with every sequel movie