★★★

They don’t make ‘em like this anymore. Did they ever? If convention dictates that the average movie ought to follow at least some form of logical progression, the answer can only be no. Beetlejuice Beetlejuice – the rather marvellously titled follow up to 1988’s original ‘juice – is as zany an offering as anything in the Tim Burton catalogue to date, and all the better for it. All the better and, in a great many number of ways, the worse. Certainly, there’s nothing here to ingratiate newcomers nor win over the original skeptics. Put simply, Beetlejuice doubled is just as puerile, unfocused and weird as its forebear, and no less reliant on the talents of its gloriously gothic cast ensemble to tether its grounding.