For no other reason other than I'm a cinematic masochist, I suggest to my friend Benno we should watch a brace of seemingly unnecessary sequels, to find out what makes them tick.
I still vividly remember going to watch Scream at the cinema. It blew my mind. I also remember the man who was sat in front of me, who before the film started was all loud and cocky but once the films terrifying opening with Drew Barrymore got going, he quickly sank down in his seat.
Martin (Andy Nyman) is a meek and somewhat feeble man who loses his well paid job and instead of telling his wife decides to continue 'going to work'.