Here’s the story: after being decapitated by Sienna Shaw in the last flick, Art has managed to reattach his head, and got himself a sidekick in the form of survivor Victoria Heyes, now horribly disfigured. Sienna has been released from the mental hospital in which she’s been living, to stay with her Aunt Jess and her family, just in time for Christmas. Her brother Jonathan (Elliott Fullam, also of Little Punk People), meanwhile, is at college, trying to get on with his life, while also being punished by true crime-addicted fellow students. As Art returns and makes his presence known again, the two have to figure out how to stop him.
Here’s the rest of it: Art absolutely fucks up every single person he comes across. The opening throw doesn’t even have anything to do with the plot, other than to bloodily announce that he’s back, it’s Christmas, and he’s found himself a Santa outfit. Also, that absolutely nobody is beyond being turned inside out. It is some of the most bombastic, gory violence you will ever see. You cannot imagine how many ways there are to die, or how much mess the human body contains. Or, indeed, how ingeniously such things can be filmed.