Although Stephen King (who authored the source stories and appears briefly in an episode) and George A. Romero (who wrote the script) are hyped in the advertising, neither contributed much to this latter day sequel (made five years after Creepshow did modest business in theaters and on video), and it shows. Three stories and a wrap around (instead of five) are offered. Old Chief Woodenhead has an old school cigar store Indian going on a vengeful rampage, The Raft is a variant of The Blob, and the whole thing is almost saved by The Hitchiker, where a hit and run driver is menaced by the unstoppable spectre of the man she swatted with her car (it was this story that Romero had to fall back on if the They're Creeping Up On You episode in Creepshow 1 had proved to be unfilmmable). Each story (save for the last one) is a passable tale of the macabre far better suited to Laurel's then running Tales from the Darkside television program. Romero's longtime cinematographer Michael Gornick directed this after cutting his teeth on said TV show, and it shows. The stories seemed paced with commercial breaks in mind. While not a complete failure, it is far removed from the fun of the first movie.