Sometimes what you really want is a film so misconceived, badly executed and stupidly marketed that you can just wallow in the hilarious improbability of it all. And trash doesn’t come much trashier than Troll 2, which starts with the fantastic idea of being a sequel to a film with which it has absolutely nothing in common. It doesn’t even feature any fucking trolls, which is genius. Troll 2 tells the edifying story of a nice wholesome family who have a house-swap holiday to the quaint little town of Nilbog. In those pre-TripAdvisor days, there was no one to tell them that Nilbog was a) ‘goblin’ backwards and b) overrun by lunatic vegetarians intent on turning all visitors into green slime.
There are so many treats in Troll 2 it would be pointless to start listing them: suffice to say that there’s a scene featuring evil, possessed popcorn, and another in which an ‘actor’ delivers one of my favourite lines of all time: ‘They’re eating her. And then they’re going to eat me. Oh my God!’.