The scariest thing was that while waiting for the shuttle back to the dorm, I thought “hey, I’ll listen to The Monkees. I haven’t listened to them in awhile.” So I put on their greatest hits album, took the shuttle back to the dorm, sat down at the computer and immediately read that Davy Jones had died.
If you make a movie about an experience that is clearly once-in-a-lifetime (getting drugged while partying and having to piece together what happened, plotting to kill your bosses), do not make a sequel. As evidenced by “The Hangover Part 2,” if the first movie was good enough, the only way to make a sequel is to rehash the formula in a bad way. So unless you flesh out the characters and get them into ENTIRELY DIFFERENT MISCHIEF, do not make a sequel.