Every movement of this movie contains a monumental link to the distubances, nastiness, and unprobable misma that the uninformed keep yelling about. OK, they're not uniformed. They're saying and doing exactly what their handlers have been telling them to do, especially in the last few decades, when the violence of the Sick-Sixties went indoors. The handlers are the Communists who have lately been calling themselves Marxists. This movie and its predecessor provide indisputable proof.