Eddie’s review published on Letterboxd:
I guess the idea behind this dogshit followup to what was a brutally effective survivalist horror film from the first "hills" was to amp the volume and the violence to eleven. It's too bad that director Martin Weisz isn't knowledgable on the most rudimentary aspects of horror films. You know, key foundations such as suspense, atmosphere, dramatic tension... All of those ideals get chucked in the toilet. Most of this movie looks like something that crawled out from a toilet drain, so it's only fitting.
It's hard to imagine that the Craven's wrote the screenplay for this turd. Did I want to see what happened to Brenda and Bobby and their sole surviving doggo from the end of the last film? No. Screw that shit. There's never even a small aside indicating what their fate was. Let's wipe the board and restart with a group of braindead marines sent out to establish contact with a testing base in the mountains. The dialogue flows about as naturally as a backed-up sewage pipe. None of these characters exhibit enough brains to make a fucking sandwich, much less scope out a desert for viable threats. It makes it all the easier for the cannibal mutants to pick them off individually, in gruesome ways.
Speaking of the mutants, did no one think it was a bad idea for them all to be running around in broad daylight? The do. They prance around during the day, robbing them of any menace or mystery. I can't imagine a sequel being more lazy, stupid, ugly, or pointless.