It’s twenty years after the crazy vampiric events in Santa Clara, California–and a new set of siblings have just shown up. Chris (Tad Hilgenbrink) and Nicole (Autumn Reeser) are here to get away after the death of their parents, but surfer dude Shane (Angus Sutherland) has plans for Nicole. It’s now up to Chris and well-known vampire hunter Edgar Frog (Corey Feldman) to save Nicole from becoming a full-blown vampire. Lost Boys: The Tribe sees a new group of vampires take the reins and wreak havoc on this small beach town.
It seems apparent, even in the opening moments of the film, that Director P.J. Pesce was a fan of The Lost Boys growing up and that he wanted to make his own, rated-R version of the film as an adult. He certainly gets that, but he loses so much of the cult-classic’s luster in the process. The purpose seems to be to up the ante, to make this bigger and better than the previous film, but what this film ultimately does is dilute the things that viewers loved about that cult classic. Lost Boys: The Tribe doesn’t exist in the same place as its predecessor, and while it can sometimes be beneficial to separate itself from what came before, that’s just not the case here. With the exception of Feldman, there really is no connection to the first film, certainly aggravating fans and knocking the (now) series down a notch.
Pesce and his casting directors employ a series of B-rated actors and the infamous Feldman in order to develop a failed attempt at a sequel. Go big or go home seems to be the mantra of Lost Boys: The Tribe, except when it comes to acting. These actors, specifically Feldman, struggle through each and every piece of this film–and it’s often hard to watch.
The tone of Lost Boys: The Tribe is so far from what it needs to be. It needs to establish itself as somewhat campy and appropriately cheesy. There has to be some level of comedy present throughout the course of Lost Boys: The Tribe, something to balance out the blood and gore that transcends its entirety–but that comedy never comes. It seems to be the goal of Writer Hans Rodionoff to fully exclude comedy (I know, I know; there are a few instances of comedy–but they fall flat, only aggravating, never enticing), making the film as intense as possible. That intensity could have worked wonders for another audience, for another series, or if the actors were able to effectively bring it to life. However, the actors take that intensity, muck it up, and ultimately help to create a fractured tone and film in the process.
In this sequel everything that The Lost Boys had developed thirty years prior is thrown out the window–turning this into just another plunder in the world of horror cinema. Feldman can’t fall back into place, Hilgebrink (who I will only ever see as a Stifler) can’t muster up a shred of emotion, and Pesce so badly wants to create his own installment with Lost Boys: The Tribe that he’s blind to what does and doesn’t work. Every step of the way fails to live up to what The Lost Boys had done, and every piece of this over-the-top puzzle feels out of place and ineffective.
Directed by P.J. Pesce.
Written by Jan Fischer, James Jeremias, & Hans Rodionoff.
Starring Tad Hilgenbrink, Angus Sutherland, Autumn Reeser, Gabrielle Rose, Corey Feldman, etc.
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐/10
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