There are bad movies, there are so-bad-they’re-good movies, and then there are movies like Death Toilet: Number Two, which seem to have been created after someone lost a bet and was forced to prove that literally any household object could become the star of a horror franchise. A toaster? Too obvious. A refrigerator? Been done. A lamp? Probably someone’s already made it. So naturally, the only remaining option was a toilet.
And not just any toilet. This is a death toilet.
If the first Death Toilet asked the question, “Can a toilet be terrifying?”, Death Toilet: Number Two responds with the confidence of a filmmaker who has never once been troubled by self-doubt: “Absolutely. And we’re going to make another one.”
The result is a movie that exists somewhere between horror, comedy, amateur theater, and an extended plumbing emergency.
The great thing about Death Toilet: Number Two is that it doesn’t waste time pretending to be something it isn’t. This isn’t The Exorcist. This isn’t The Shining. This isn’t even Saw. Those movies had budgets, production designers, famous actors, and presumably toilets that remained where toilets were supposed to remain.
Death Toilet: Number Two has something far more important: a toilet with murderous intentions.
The plot, insofar as the movie requires one, revolves around the continuing menace of the titular bathroom appliance. People encounter the toilet. Things happen. The toilet does things that toilets generally shouldn’t do. People react. More things happen. Eventually you find yourself sitting there wondering how your life reached the point where you are watching a feature-length movie about an evil toilet.
And yet, somehow, you keep watching.
That’s the movie’s secret weapon. It is so completely committed to its ridiculous concept that it becomes strangely entertaining. There is something admirable about filmmakers who look at an idea this stupid and don’t back down. A normal person might say, “Maybe we shouldn’t make a movie about a killer toilet.”
The filmmakers apparently said, “What if we made two?”
The production values are, shall we say, modest. This isn’t a movie where you sit around admiring elaborate sets or breathtaking visual effects. The effects have the unmistakable charm of people solving filmmaking problems with whatever happened to be available. And honestly, upgrading the effects would almost defeat the purpose.
Part of the fun is watching the movie operate at maximum seriousness while dealing with a premise that belongs on a bathroom wall.
The acting deserves special recognition because the performers have the difficult job of behaving as though all of this is completely normal. Imagine having to deliver dramatic dialogue while knowing that the central antagonist is a toilet. That requires commitment. Shakespeare had Hamlet. Brando had The Godfather. These actors have porcelain.
And then there’s the humor.
If your preferred comedy involves sophisticated wit and carefully constructed satire, this probably isn’t your bathroom. The humor here is crude, juvenile, ridiculous and frequently dependent on the fact that the movie is about a murderous toilet. In other words, it knows exactly what it is doing.
There is also something wonderfully refreshing about a movie with absolutely no concern for mainstream respectability. Hollywood spends hundreds of millions of dollars trying to manufacture entertainment. Death Toilet: Number Two basically walks into the room holding a toilet and says, “We’ve got a franchise.”
You have to respect the confidence.
Is it good? That’s probably the wrong question.
Is it entertaining? If you have the right sense of humor, absolutely.
Is it stupid? Spectacularly.
Is it ridiculous? Beyond description.
Would I recommend it to someone looking for a serious horror film? Absolutely not.
Would I recommend it to someone who enjoys bizarre, cheap, outrageous independent movies that seem to exist primarily because someone thought, “You know what would be funny?” Absolutely.
Death Toilet: Number Two isn’t going to change the way you think about cinema. It probably isn’t going to change the way you think about plumbing, either. But it may permanently change the way you look at your bathroom.
And that is no small cinematic achievement.
Final verdict: 3 out of 5 toilet plungers.
Not because it’s a great movie.
Because somewhere out there, someone actually made a sequel to a movie about a killer toilet.
And frankly, civilization deserves to know why.
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