Without making excuses for the quality of the finished product, a couple of things need to be known. Showgirls 2 is not a "real" sequel to Paul Verhoeven's sexy camp disasterpiece; this $30,000 production was a labor of love for Showgirls supporting actress Rena Riffel, who wrote and directed the film herself, with the help of numerous character actor friends who appeared in the original movie, and a 2010 Kickstarter which helped raise $5k of the budget. That's not a knock: it's legitimately smart and proactive of Riffel to capitalize on one of her most popular works like this. If Bruce Campbell can get My Name is Bruce bankrolled and made, I see no reason why Showgirls 2 shouldn't be equally valid, and Riffel completed her movie with far fewer resources. No joke -- it's an impressive feat of independent filmmaking.
Having said that, there's no way one can argue Showgirls 2 is anything resembling a good movie. Riffel's approach to sequelizing Showgirls is pretty simple: rip off the original, while amping up the camp factor to 11. In theory, that's a pretty smart move, but Riffel's execution leaves everything to be desired. From top to bottom, the film exudes amateur production values -- attempting to transition from an expensive Paul Verhoeven film with Hollywood sets, cinematography, costumes, lighting, and choreography to this fly-by-night effort might be enough to give fans budgetary whiplash. Veteran actors like Plummer stumble through clunky, potentially improvised dialogue in poorly-framed, poorly-lit shots, cut together haphazardly (Riffel also edited the picture), all with the final product nearly rendered inaudible by the production's lack of legitimate audio recording equipment.
With Riffel so responsible for the film's existence, one naturally looks to her performance for an indication of what exactly is meant to be going on. There's a sense that the movie's outrageous one-liners and are intentionally ridiculous, but Riffel (who came off just fine in the original film) is not very good at delivering an ironic performance. There's an obvious exaggeration in the way she plays the role and its myriad melodramatic reveals that ruins the joke, as it were. Directorially, her style is very point-and-shoot, unperturbed by quirks that make scenes slightly baffling on the surface. For instance, at one point, Penny is told to wait for someone. The reality of the scene is that she's walking into a pitch-black barn, but the characters don't comment on it, so I suppose the viewer is meant to ignore what's being shown to them and accept that it ought to make sense.
More than anything, Penny's From Heaven suffers thanks to Riffel's dedication to the original picture. I suppose it makes sense, considering the movie was made for fans of Riffel and Showgirls, to stick to safe territory, but the repetition quickly becomes old. Cameo appearances by sleazy cowboy Jeffrey (Dewey Weber) and dance trainer Phil (Greg Travis) are little more than distended callbacks to the original. "I'm a dancer!" is practically a catchphrase, this time with an exaggerated wink. Worst of all, though, is Riffel's decision to stretch the movie to an unreasonable 145 minutes, an echo of Verhoeven's epic that unquestionably could've been left behind. As a business venture, Showgirls 2 is pretty savvy. Too bad most of the people who buy into it aren't likely to sit through the whole thing.
The Video and Audio
A couple of video extras are also included. "Lost & Found in the Land of Showgirls" (2:27) purports to be deleted scenes, but turns into a David Lynchian trailer for Showgirls 2 1/2: Penny's Confession. A blooper reel (5:40) is also included. The disc wraps up with a bizarre music video (2:21) based around dancing, boiling hot dogs, and select lines from the movie ("brown rice and vegetables!").