How bad is it? Unneeded sequel meanders from a thin plot.
Should you see it? Only if you're a huge fan of the two Coreys.
Corey Haim and Corey Feldman return in this direct to video sequel to a mediocre film. Unfortunately, Jason Robards and Harry Dean Stanton do not return. Magic sunglasses give one wearer to have complete mind control over the wearer of the second pair; this one would expect would lead to some weird fantasy stuff, but instead, the film is mostly the two getting chased by thugs and the crazed inventor of the glasses. Feldman does a very protracted Michael Jackson-inspired dance routine, for no discernible reason.