Still effective, however, is the spooky, naturalistic sound design: as in Bryan Bertino’s “Strangers,” an old record player grinding to life delivers a jolt of eerie normalcy. Switching viewpoints midway to three teenagers who sneak in through the sewers and soon wish they hadn’t, “ 2” suffers mainly from underdeveloped anti-Catholic sentiment (with children featuring prominently among the infected) and repetitive staging.
Frantic from the get-go, this new crop of zombie bait barrels through shadowy hallways and fends off waxen, emaciated attackers with such hysterical speed it’s impossible to know or care whose face has just been chomped. But though the directors, Jaume Balagueró and Paco Plaza, once again transform their coffinlike environment into bloody chaos, the original film’s careful crescendo of terror is absent. Skirting the gooey remnants of the first film’s victims, the team (whose helmet-cams provide agitated points of view) anxiously guards a health official charged with collecting blood samples from the infected.
Picking up mere minutes after “” (and its lesser American remake, “Quarantine”) left off, this hyperventilating sequel follows a small paramilitary team into a sealed Barcelona apartment building whose residents have succumbed to a mysterious, rage-inducing virus. Knowing that, in horror movies, the worst abominations are usually in the attic, the characters in the Spanish film “ 2” spend most of their time charging in that direction.
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