By Andrea Selitto
The fact that I lived well into my teen years without knowing that there was an actual sequel to the 1978 movie-musical Grease is either an extraordinary blessing or a horrible tragedy. I prefer to think of it as a tragedy. Director/choreographer Patricia Birch’s Grease 2, released in 1982, is so awful that it doesn’t merely miss the mark for a successful movie sequel, but it actually manages to fly straight past the mark, into the upper atmosphere, eventually escaping the Earth’s gravitational pull and launching itself directly into the Sun; where it ends in a massive, fiery explosion. Put simply, this movie is an abomination. And I love it.