Beetlejuice Beetlejuice review – Tim Burton sequel takes retro joyride through old haunts

Keaton himself is one of the more superfluous acts in this retro circus, on hand to introduce the film’s hand-tooled effects and strongarm the plot twists. He is running scared from his soul-sucking ex-wife (Monica Bellucci), and pursued through the afterlife by Willem Dafoe’s hard-boiled ghost detective. But he remains a mothballed, one-note presence, a series of wisecracks in search of a point. Perhaps that’s the consequence of patrolling the spirit world for more than 600 years. After a while, any job is bound to lose its thrill.