Just when you thought it was safe to go hiking without the fear of being abducted and having your mouth sewn to someone’s a-hole, along comes this, the sequel. And nothing really says it better than the official blurb:

“The story of a man who becomes sexually obsessed with a DVD recording of the first film in the series, The Human Centipede, and uses sandpaper to pleasure himself whilst watching the film. He decides to create a “human centipede” of his own, this time comprised of twelve victims as opposed to the first film’s three.” Scientifically inaccurate horror films. Fuck yeah.