In Teenage Sex and Death at Camp Miasma, Jane Schoenbrun’s phantasmagorical slasher-cum-orgasm-comedy, Hanna Einbinder’s Kris laments her childhood: “I think I watched too many movies at a young age and it fucked me up.” Right there with you, buddy.

Part 2 of the ongoing blogification of my dissertation on what I call elegiac sequels, aka legacyquels. In this part, I begin to talk about a spectrum on which elegiac sequels lie based on the stance they take towards the original films (and tv) they are sequels to.