It is rare to find a good sequel (think Grease 2)…let alone one that rivals the original film in quality. And that’s where I come in. I’m about to tell you seven sequels that are worth watching.

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What’s your favorite movie sequel? Which of these do you agree with and which of these do you completely disagree with?

For one, if you look at them realistically, about 97% of the victims, as well as the hero, deserve to die for one reason or another, if not their own naivete. Second, if you watch these things in your living room in broad daylight, well, they are more hilarious that horror-y.

And also, I can’t help but think fondly of the scary movie that took my scary movie V-card: Scream. That movie was a total 90′s classic, and here are ten reasons why you need to take a trip down memory lane with this awesomely bad throwback, even if you’re not a fan of the horror genre:

1) The Drew Barrymore sequence that starts it all. Because let’s be serious: what was a 90′s movie without Drew and that burgundy-nearing-black lipstick? More than ten years later, she’s still got it.

2) The Courtney Cox-David Arquette love connection occurs before your eyes. Goes to show that a horror flick isn’t a bad date idea, and maybe making one is even better. It obviously worked for them!

3) Matthew Lillard. He’s hilarious (“Liver alone… Get it? Liver? Alone?!”) and I sort of have an awkward crush on him. Don’t judge – a young, blonde Rose McGowan plays his girlfriend in the movie.

4) Skeet Ulrich? What happened to that guy? Remember the ten minutes when he was plastered all over Seventeen magazine?

5) Fonzie’s cameo as a principal? Get out!

6) Even though tons of people die and the main characters are awful, God it makes you wish you grew up in California. And it doesn’t hurt to check out the late 90′s fashion, either… many a midriff was harmed in the making of this film.

7) Ingenuity of the killer (I won’t ruin the surprise for those of you who haven’t seen it) to use a thrifty, generic costume.

8 ) Before Jamie Kennedy was funny, he spent his time putting nice-guy moves on Neve Campbell. And that’s just great awkwardness to watch, predictable as it is.

9) It’s so much better than the sequels… as always proves to be the case. Doesn’t Wes Craven know the meaning of “too much of a good thing”?

10) For its time, you’ve got to admit it was terrifying. You know, when you had to sneak into theaters to see it. And you feared bathroom stalls for months (or even years).

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That’s right. Sylvester Stallone, who’s like 60 years old or something, has just inked a deal to star in two more films with his Rambo producers.

Strangely enough, Stallone’s two new (yet so old) films “Rocky Balboa” and “Rambo” actually did well at the box office, which means people still want to see this dude kick major ass with either his fist or a giant gun.

While I’m sure Stallone will create more movies based around testosterone and sparse dialogue (say what you want about him, but the guy understands his limitations), I doubt either of them will solve the burning question I’ve had since I was forced to watch the first Rambo movie:

What’s with the bandana?!

I mean it. Look. In First Blood, Rambo is all pissed because he’s a vet and no one gives him any respect and everyone is wicked mean to him and chaises him up into the mountains and he has no choice but to kill and maim like 500 guys. That logic I could follow. But where the movie lost me, where it totally got unbelievable, is when Rambo rips a piece of cloth off his already falling apart shirt and ties it onto his head for that trademarked bandana.

There’s no reason for it!!

Listen to me! There isn’t! It’s not like his hair was in his eyes. It’s not like a bandana allows your brain more circulation! Hell, when the military is after you, you don’t have time for anything except crafting Vietnam-esque spike traps with your bare hands! There’s no time for fashion, Rambo!!

…And yet. The bandana…Remains.

The only way Stallone will make me happy is if one of his new movies is all about why he loves performance-enhancing drugs (and why they’re so safe!! So natural!!), and the other one is all about the bandana. Rocky’s Bandana, they could call it.

Explain the bandana, Stallone, and I’ll love you and your crazy old muscles forever.