Oh no, you’ve done it now: You said that name three times, so he’s out! Yep, it’s Michael Keaton’s compellingly horrible undead Beetlejuice, still large as life and twice as unnatural, still with the sweaty black circles around his eyes, still barking and twitching like an automaton gone rogue.
Thirty-five years after he last created havoc in the Deetz family’s attic, he’s back to resume courting Lydia Deetz, whose clairvoyant gifts as a child meant she could see Beetlejuice when nobody else could.
Beetlejuice, being disgusting on many levels, decided they had a psychic bond and were destined to be together. There’s only 6,000 years between them, after all.
But things have moved on, as they do even in white-picket-fence towns with covered bridges. Beetlejuice Beetlejuice is not so much a sequel — which is usually just a working franchise serving up more of the same — as a kooky, spooky school reunion where you find out what happened to the class weirdo.
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