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Starring: Bette Midler, Sarah Jessica Parker, Kathy Najimy, Doug Jones, Whitney Peak, Lilia Buckingham, Belissa Escobedo, Hannah Waddingham, Tony Hale, Sam Richardson, Juju Brener, Froy Gutierrez, Taylor Paige Henderson
OUR RATING: ★★½
Disney+ fantasy comedy horror sequel directed by Anne Fletcher. It’s been twenty-nine years since someone lit the Black Flame Candle and resurrected the 17th-century sisters, Winifred, Mary, and Sarah (Bette Midler, Kathy Najimy, and Sarah Jessica), and they are looking for revenge. Hocus Pocus 2 (2022) centers on three high school students, Becca, Cassie, and Izzy (Whitney Peak, Lilia Buckingham, and Belissa Escobedo), who after accidentally bringing back the Sanderson Sisters to modern day Salem, must figure out how to stop the ravenous witches from wreaking a new kind of havoc on Salem before dawn on All Hallow’s Eve.
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Young Winifred: This is the worst day of my life.
Young Sarah: But, Winnie, look what we have made. I discovered if thou doth grind pig’s hooves and mix it with water, it creates mysterious goo. Then Mary had the wonderful idea to mix a drop of goat’s blood. And look. It jiggleth.
Reverend Traske: [to the young Sanderson Sisters] A rotten apple quickly infects its neighbor. And we want no more like thee. I banish thee from Salem! Forever.
Young Winifred: I’ve never been this deep into the woods before.
Young Sarah: I do not like this place.
Young Mary: Perhaps we should form a calming circle. Think soothing thoughts.
Young Sarah: The smell of fresh mud.
Young Winifred: The Reverend’s scream when he saw the spider.
The Witch Mother: Thou art different from the other children I have eat… Met. They feared thou wouldst corrupt them. New World. Same story. But they were right to fear thee. Thy temper.
Young Winifred: I do not have a temper.
The Witch Mother: Thy power.
The Witch Mother: [referring to the woods] This is a very sacred space for witches. We come here to charge our magic. To make us stronger. More powerful. This altar is what makes Salem so very special.
Young Winifred: Special? Salem is dreadful.
The Witch Mother: Only because it is run by fools! But one day Salem will belong to us.
Young Winifred: Us?
The Witch Mother: Magic has a way of uniting things that ought to be together.
The Witch Mother: Thou art lucky to have each other. A witch is nothing without her coven.
Young Winifred: Where is thy coven?
The Witch Mother: Long gone I’m afraid. The world is not too fond of witches. Can’t imagine why.
Young Mary: Perhaps because thou eateth the children?
The Witch Mother: How else does one stay young and ridiculously beautiful?
Reverend Traske: Can you feel it? It’s all around us. It’s evil. It’s evil!
'Legend has it, it's on the sixteenth birthday that a witch gets her powers.' - Gilbert, 'And like most legends, I'm assuming that's based on some sort of patriarchal fear of female aging.' - Becca (Hocus Pocus 2) Click To Tweet
Cassie: Hey, happy birthday!
Cassie: So what are you guys doing tonight?
Becca: Birthday ritual, scary movie marathon. Same as every year, you know?
Mike: You knew that was going to happen.
Becca: Mr. Wilke is a jerk. Of course, he’d give us a pop quiz on Halloween. I made an inference.
Mike: Is that a spell?
Cassie: It did sound like you said Satan.
Becca: I said seitan. I was literally listing vegan food.
Mike: See. She admits it.
Cassie: I can’t believe you guys are still doing the birthday ritual. We started doing that, what, when we were like five?
Becca: We get it, Cassie. You’re too cool for it now.
Mayor Traske: Are you heading to your sacred circle?
Becca: We actually don’t call it the sacred circle anymore.
Izzy: It felt a little bit dramatic.
Mayor Traske: Oh, that’s a bummer.
'Power is meant to be shared.' - Izzy (Hocus Pocus 2) Click To Tweet
Mayor Traske: Oh, where is Cassie?
Izzy: Well, she’s running late. She had a mascara crisis.
Mayor Traske: Mascara? Is everything okay?
Mayor Traske: You don’t remember Sandy’s Candy Cauldron? Oh, come on. She was the best. And then she got so busy because she went on something called GMA, which is like some acronym for fancy people. I don’t really get it, but, you know.
Izzy: Good Morning America?
Gilbert: People of Salem, gather round. I am Gilbert the Great, here to terrify and amaze you with the most bone-chilling legend of All Hallow’s Eve. That of the Sanderson Sisters. The Sanderson Sisters were the most powerful coven that ever lived, thanks to Winifred’s book of spells.
Townsperson: [as the book is kept in locked glass case] You really don’t want people opening that book, huh?
Gilbert: That’s not to keep people from getting in. No, it’s to keep the book from getting out.
'What a cruel world. We finally have the blood on the nary our nostrils, yet we are trapped in salt, like a slab of corned beef!' - Winifred Sanderson (Hocus Pocus 2) Click To Tweet
Gilbert: [referring to Halloween 1693] In that same night, the three witches hanged. But not before they cast the curse! That if a virgin should light the Black Flame Candle on All Hallow’s Eve with a full moon in the sky, the Sanderson Sisters vowed they would one day return to take revenge on all of Salem.
Boy: What’s a virgin?
Gilbert: That is a person who has never lit a candle.
Gilbert: And if you two would like to try your hand at resurrecting the Sanderson Sisters, Black Flame candles are half off for Halloween.
Gilbert: You know, legend has it, it’s on the sixteenth birthday that a witch gets her powers.
Becca: And like most legends, I’m assuming that’s based on some sort of patriarchal fear of female aging.
Gilbert: Yeah, probably that too.
Izzy: [referring to the candle] Ew. It looks like it drowned.
Gilbert: Well, looks aren’t everything.
Becca: You know, I still don’t get why you chose the creepiest part of the woods to have a ritual.
Izzy: I just kind of feel drawn to it. And besides, it’s nice to be in the comfort of nature.
Becca: The park behind my house has great nature too.
'My eyes have misted over with the tragic tears of a lifetime of failure.' - Winifred Sanderson (Hocus Pocus 2) Click To Tweet
Becca, Izzy: Another year begins anew. Maiden, Mother, and Crone too. We call on thee with one request, help our intentions manifest.
Winifred Sanderson: Lock up your children! Yes, Salem, we’re back!
Winifred Sanderson: Come, sisters. If we intend to live past sunrise, we have to brew the life potion and steal their souls.
Winifred Sanderson: This time, we see a teenager. We will kill it!
Izzy: Wait! Wait! We’re not teenagers!
Izzy: We only look young, but really we’re forty?
Mary Sanderson: What?
Winifred Sanderson: Forty?
Mary Sanderson: Old folks, huh?
Sarah Sanderson: A very fine position.
Winifred Sanderson: They’re aged.
'My doing has been my undoing. My folly, my fate.' - Winifred Sanderson (Hocus Pocus 2) Click To Tweet
Becca: Yeah. I mean we eat young souls all the time! We’re just like you guys! That’s why we brought you back! You are our idols! Really?
Winifred Sanderson: Idols?! My favorite word! Thou dost worship us?
Becca: Of course!
Izzy: And great news! You don’t have the brew the potions anymore. You could just buy them!
Winifred Sanderson: Buy them?
Becca: Yes! We have we have a whole youth and beauty industry. You know, shops where you can buy all sorts of serums and lotions.
Mary Sanderson: Lotions. Oh, lotions! Like potions!
Winifred Sanderson: Oh! Potions!
Izzy: Yep. Yep. Just like potions. Except better, because the souls are already mixed in.
Sarah Sanderson: No more luring children to their demise?
Izzy: No. Because they’re already demised.
Mary Sanderson: Oh, that’s a great time hack. Thank you kindly.
Sarah Sanderson: I delighted in the luring. ‘Twas was my only job. Alas.
Winifred Sanderson: Lead us to thine apothecary.
Sarah Sanderson: Now.
Mary Sanderson: Toot suite.
Winifred Sanderson: [as they’re standing outside Walgreens Pharmacy] ‘Tis powerful indeed. Look. Observe, sisters. It glows from within with a sickening light.
Izzy: Yeah, that’s fluorescents for you.
Becca: [inside the pharmacy] Alright, so children’s souls.
Sarah Sanderson: Children’s souls.
Mary Sanderson: Oh, yes. Children’s souls.
Becca: That would be aisle four.
Becca: We’re just giving you some space.
Mary Sanderson: Oh, no. I don’t like space. Oh, come on. My friends, let’s get closer. Closer, right? So I can be close enough just in case I decide to eat you.
Sarah Sanderson: Oh, “Retinol”. What a charming name for a child.
Becca: We should get some salt.
Izzy: Why? So that we taste better when they eat us?
Mary Sanderson: [as they look their selfie] We are ravishing.
Sarah Sanderson: We are very fetching.
Winifred Sanderson: Fetching. Fetching.
Mary Sanderson: Foxy.
Sarah Sanderson: Why are these children dressed like us?
Becca: Oh, because they also worship you.
Sarah Sanderson: Of course.
Winifred Sanderson: How many children’s souls are in those potions?
Winifred Sanderson: How many souls?
Winifred Sanderson: Say hello to Satan for me.
Winifred Sanderson: Bats and beetles. Find something, anything. We must fly!
Winifred Sanderson: What unholy dance art thou doing?
Mary Sanderson: I don’t know. They were the only broomies left. The man said, “Be careful, they have a mind of their own.” He’s right.
Winifred Sanderson: We must fly to our ancestral cottage, get Book, and brew our potion.
Mary Sanderson: And then, what, Winnie? Then, what?
Winifred Sanderson: Then we run amok in Salem!
Sarah Sanderson: Oh. Amok, amok, amok, amok!
Winifred Sanderson: Stop that. Don’t make me come over there with this broom.
Becca: The book is alive!
Gilbert: He woke up?
Becca: Why would you do this? They’re evil.
Gilbert: Well, only because they had to be. You know, they were ahead of their time, and they were misunderstood. Then, the whole world was against them.
Sarah Sanderson: Where are all the cobwebs and my rat tails?
Mary Sanderson: Uh-oh. Winnie, hold me. Oh, it no longer smells like death. Now, it smells like…
Gilbert: Clean linen.
Gilbert: [to the Sanderson Sisters] Hi, I’m Gilbert the Great. And I am your biggest fan.
Mary Sanderson: [referring to Becca and Izzy] Winnie, look, I found the two forty year-old teenagers.
Winifred Sanderson: Oh, my beloved Book. I knew thou wouldst have a plan to bring Mommy back.
Winifred Sanderson: Mother said one day, witches would rule Salem. And what have we done instead?
Sarah Sanderson: Die?
Winifred Sanderson: We are doing the Magicae Maxima. The Power Spell.
Mary Sanderson: Oh, but Winnie, you promised you’d never, ever do that spell.
Winifred Sanderson: That was three hundred years ago. That promise has expired.
Winifred Sanderson: Oh, by Lucifer’s hangnail. The incantation has to be recited seven times.
Mary Sanderson: Don’t you hate those? I mean, one flub and thou must start all over again. It’s like you’re getting in the groove, and then what?
Sarah Sanderson: Like who has that kind of time?
Winifred Sanderson: The head of a lover.
Mary Sanderson: Oh, yeah. That’d be a bummer, because all of our lovers are gone.
Sarah Sanderson: Oh, but we could find new ones.
Winifred Sanderson: Nonsense. We’ll simply dig up my old lover, Billy Butcherson.
Sarah Sanderson: Okay. Sure. But, you know, Billy was my lover.
Winifred Sanderson: Oh, Sarah. You were just a fling.
Mary Sanderson: God, don’t you love it when the recipe requires blood?
Winifred Sanderson: Does thou have the Sanderson hourglass?
Gilbert: No. Actually, no. I don’t, I don’t think I do.
Mary Sanderson: No problem at all. And since you don’t have it, we’ll just have to kill thee.
Gilbert: Oh, you said “hourglass” with an H. Yes. That I do have, actually.
Sarah Sanderson: The Binx boy, he lives?
Gilbert: That’s just Cobweb. He’s my cat.
Sarah Sanderson: I know ’tis really thee, Thackery.
Winifred Sanderson: Die. Die, wretched feline.
Izzy: Okay. Not to freak out, but the idea of a vengeful maniac, obsessed with getting revenge on Salem, becoming an invincible, all-powerful, vengeful maniac, obsessed with getting revenge on Salem, sounds very bad for Salem.
Izzy: Hey, if candles can bring back the dead, why can’t potpourri bring back the stairs?
Gilbert: Head of a lover. How am I going to dig up a full grave in time? I am so dead.
Gilbert: [as his shovel hits the grave] That’s not six feet under.
Billy Butcherson: [comes to life] Who are you?
Gilbert: Zombie! Killer zombie!
Billy Butcherson: No. Hey, stop. I am a good zombie. I’m not even chasing thee.
Mary Sanderson: Oh, look. Look it, they’re drowning a man. How charming.
Sarah Sanderson: I like this festival.
Winifred Sanderson: Oh, look. He has an apple in his mouth. Perhaps they’re going to roast him on a spit.
Food Stall Woman: Would you like a poisoned apple?
Winifred Sanderson: Oh, thou must never announce that they’re poisoned, sister. No one will eat them if they think they’re deadly. Amateur.
Mayor Traske: I’m sorry, would you mind saving my place in line? My daughter’s about to ruin her future.
Fred: Hey, it’s the Sanderson sisters! Alright, looking good. I bet you’re looking for the stage.
Winifred Sanderson: Always.
Lucas: Hey, Winnie, what do you call yourselves?
Winifred Sanderson: The originals.
Lucas: How original.
Mary Sanderson: [to the bearded man dressed as her] Is that what I look like? Darn, girl. We look foxy.
Mary Sanderson: I give up, I’m tired, Winnie. I need like a snack, and a stool.
Sarah Sanderson: Oh, we could inquire with someone.
Winifred Sanderson: Inquire who? Who would be stupid enough to lead three witches to the Mayor?
Sarah Sanderson: [as they’re following Mike] I told thee it would work.
Winifred Sanderson: Oh, please. It’s mere luck we stumbled upon the village idiot.
Winifred Sanderson: Spread out.
[Sarah starts to slowly do the splits]
Alexa: Sorry. I didn’t quite catch that.
Winifred Sanderson: Who said that?
Mary Sanderson: Winnie. There is a small woman trapped in that box.
Winifred Sanderson: No.
Mary Sanderson: Yes.
Alexa: I still don’t understand. Is there something else I can do for you?
Winifred Sanderson: ‘Tis unattractive to hold a grudge.
Becca: You’ve literally held a grudge for centuries.
Mike: I’m going to go ahead and inference that you’re the one responsible for the Sanderson Sisters being alive.
Becca: Okay. Inference is a noun, not a verb.
Becca: You call us witches and say that we’re weird.
Mike: Yeah, because you hang out in magic stores and always carry around colorful rocks. And I think it’s weird, but I don’t make fun of you guys.
Becca: Do you hear yourself? Okay, pointing out people’s differences and saying that they’re weird is making fun of them.
Izzy: Did you like really not know that?
Mike: No. I thought I was just making conversation. I’ve got so many people to apologize to.
Mayor Traske: You’re the Sanderson Sisters, right? Incredible costumes. You guys look amazing.
Winifred Sanderson: Oh, sew up your lips, you pious, pompous dunderhead.
Mayor Traske: Okay, we’re giving a performance now. I love the commitment. I love the resting witch face.
Mayor Traske: [to Cassie] Who are these women?
Sarah Sanderson: Thy worst nightmare.
Winifred Sanderson: What a cruel world. We finally have the blood on the nary our nostrils, yet we are trapped in salt, like a slab of corned beef!
Mayor Traske: [to Cassie, Becca, and Izzy] I’ve had an awful day, do you know that? God knows what kind of unchaperoned house party you were throwing in there. And then I come home to like the gothic Golden Girls in my garage.
Mary Sanderson: Winnie, look.
Winifred Sanderson: I cannot. My eyes have misted over with the tragic tears of a lifetime of failure.
Billy Butcherson: Oh, they’re still going to kill you.
Gilbert: Not if I kill them first.
Billy Butcherson: [as Gilbert tries to blow out the candle] That candle is what’s keeping them alive. It won’t go out until the sun rises, you dolt.
Gilbert: Well, there’s no need for name-calling.
Winifred Sanderson: Hello, Billy.
Billy Butcherson: Hello, you withering hag.
Winifred Sanderson: Well, if thou hast nothing nice to say…
[she uses her magic to seal Billy’s mouth shut]
Sarah, Mary Sanderson: Itchita copita, melaka mystica.
Izzy: You’re a witch.
Becca: It doesn’t make any sense.
Izzy: None of what’s happened tonight makes any sense.
Becca: You don’t want to do this spell. I know it may not feel like it, but you have a choice.
Winifred Sanderson: And what choice would that be?
Becca: I’m talking to the book.
Winifred Sanderson: Sisters, come. We will complete the spell without Book. And once we do, your inconsequential powers will not protect you, or your little friends, or all of Salem from our wrath.
Winifred Sanderson: Rescind the spell. Undo what I have done. I beg of thee.
Becca: They were the price you paid.
Winifred Sanderson: Oh, not my sisters. My beloved, infuriating sisters? Why, they were my kin. Of course, I was the pretty one. But they were my passionate partners in unholy mischief. Oh, what fun we had.
Winifred Sanderson: My doing has been my undoing. My folly, my fate. Oh, what is this feeling? Oh. I think it is my heart. I fear it is breaking. Oh, I cannot bear it. I must find a way. My sisters. My sisters.
Winifred Sanderson: Please will thou help me?
Becca: Wait, you’re willing to give up your powers?
Winifred Sanderson: My powers are nothing without my sisters!
Winifred Sanderson: What happened? Where are they? Does thou speak the spell correctly?
Becca: The spell doesn’t bring them back. It sends you to them.
Winifred Sanderson: Oh, how marvelous. Thank thee. And how lucky art thou to have each other. Sisters!
Billy Butcherson: [to his body] Over here, you directionless skeleton sack.
Izzy: It talked.
Billy Butcherson: Oh. I can speak.
Gilbert: Come on, buddy. Just bringing your body to your head here.
Billy Butcherson: I am not speaking to you. Now give me my bones.
Gilbert: Okay. I guess I should check on Cobweb. He’s seen a lot more action than he’s ever seen in his life, I’m sure he’s scared poopless.
Cassie: Wait, sorry. Are we not going to talk about what just happened tonight? Because I feel like I missed a lot.
Izzy: Yeah. I guess if you consider resurrecting evil witches. And then finding out your best friend is a witch. And then helping her do a spell to get rid of them as missing out, then, yeah, totally missed out.
Becca: Or, you know, it’s just your regular Halloween.
Cassie: Oh, yeah. Totally.