Beetlejuice Beetlejuice Review: Tim Burton's Delightful Sequel Brings Back the Magic
Hollywood has a history of resurrecting the decaying corpses of long-dead films with belated sequels, so it was only a matter of time before someone dug into the tomb marked Beetlejuice. That someone was always going to be Tim Burton, the director of the original 1988 film, and despite rumors that a Beetlejuice sequel was in the works for decades, Burton insisted that he would only consider it if Michael Keaton reprised the title role and any sequel remained true to the spirit of the morbidly eccentric original film. On both criteria, Beetlejuice succeeds. A suitably manic Keaton as the mischievous demon "bio-exorcist" scuttles across the film like a huge cockroach in a striped costume, while the decaying DNA of the original picture is evident in every hyperstylised frame of the sequel. Michael Keaton in ' Beetlejuice Beetlejuice. ' Parisa Taghizadeh/Warner Bros. Possibly a touch too much at times. Beetlejuice Beetlejuice teeters on the brink of the same ...