The Dentist 2

Dr. Alan Feinstone serves a chilling reminder of how far a respected professional can fall when the mind twists into obsession. After a brutal spree that blurs the line between madness and morality, he sits in a maximum-security mental hospital, where a psychiatrist’s questions threaten to unravel the carefully stitched lies he’s built. In a tense exchange, he stages remorse to mask the truth: it wasn’t another man who did the killings, but himself in a mind that has long since stopped recognizing mercy. Yet even as he feigns penitence, he machines his escape route with a sharpened tool he has secretly stitched into his leg, seizing his chance when the doctor’s guard slips.

His wife, Bev Trotter, is very much alive, but not as she once was. Brooke Sullivan now bears new dental implants and, astonishingly, the ability to speak again after losing her tongue. She believes Alan is still out there and hires an investigator to track him down, convinced that he had squirreled away money before his descent into madness. She clutches a handful of postcards Alan left behind, convinced that one of them holds the key to his whereabouts.

Alan surfaces in Paradise, Missouri, adopting the alias of [Dr. Lawrence Caine]—a false identity that disguises how deeply he has fallen from his former life. He maintains a discreet bank account where the money skimmed from his practice has been funneled, a quiet lifeline that helps him dodge the IRS and stay hidden. A bank officer, Mr. Wilkes, helps him settle into a new routine and even introduces him to his niece, Jamie Devers, who could provide a place for him to stay in the town. The arrangement is simple on the surface: Jamie rents a small cottage to the quiet, unassuming “Larry,” while the money quietly circulates in the background.

Jamie, who bears a resemblance to Brooke, becomes the object of Alan’s fascination. As their dynamic shifts, he has a new obstacle to contend with: a flawed tooth that needs attention. He visits Paradise’s inept town dentist, Dr. Burns, and an instant dislike flares up between them. The confrontation escalates quickly when Alan, wielding a threat of violence with a golf club, forces the accident-prone doctor to stumble down the stairs to his death. The town’s perception of danger quickly tilts, allowing Mr. Wilkes to maneuver Alan into the role of Paradise’s new dentist, a position that gives him the opportunity to move unseen while resuming his grisly past.

The quiet idyll is shattered when a random tourist—Clint Howard—recognizes Alan from his Los Angeles days and inadvertently triggers suspicion that could expose him. A private detective begins to close in, the chase heating up as Alan’s jealousy over Jamie deepens. Jamie’s admirer, Robbie,

Robbie Mauro, a drywall contractor, becomes another pressure point in Alan’s fragile control. The growth of personal stakes—love, loyalty, and fear—pushes Alan toward a brutal blackout of restraint.

Bev, uneasy with the suspicious newcomer, digs into the truth using a computer and begins to uncover the web of deceit that surrounds “Larry.” When she presses for answers, Alan orchestrates a terrifying interrogation that reveals the full brutality hidden behind his polished façade. He sedates her, binds her to a dental chair, and subjects her to a nightmarish “lie detector”—a sadistic game where he drills teeth down to the nerve, combing for every whispered truth she might have shared. The tension erupts as Robbie intervenes, only to be killed by Alan with a hammer in a desperate bid to silence witnesses.

Beverly’s torment intensifies as Alan tests the limits of pain and truth, showing no mercy as he torments, dismembers, and drills with merciless precision. In a harrowing sequence, the drilled tooth becomes a symbol of the control he seeks to exert over anyone who could expose him. The brutal session ends with the drill locked in place by a determined bite from Beverly, who fights with every ounce of willpower, and Alan, furious, contemplates his next move.

That night, Alan’s grip on reality slips further as germ-fear visions flood his mind following the bloody uniform on his body. Brooke makes a last-ditch attempt to reclaim control, seducing him in a chair with an air of false tenderness—only to be knocked unconscious by Jamie with an overhead lamp. Jamie, horrified by the sight of the maimed corpses—Robbie and Beverly—and the looming threat of Alan’s return, calls the police while attempting to coordinate a rescue.

The showdown shifts to an unfinished office space, a sterile, almost holy setting in Alan’s mind where cleanliness equals salvation. He pursues Jamie into a white, personal myth of germ-free perfection, hammering away at any sign of weakness as he tries to drill her teeth in his own twisted version of a “truth test.” Jamie, resourceful and resilient, escapes and hides, and the clock begins to tick as Brooke staggers back to life long enough to help her ally.

A brutal, desperate struggle erupts in the hallway. Jamie and Brooke combine their wits to trap Alan, and a fatal miscalculation ends in Brooke’s death at Jamie’s hands. The clash continues, with Jamie firing a nail gun and ramming Alan with nails until he staggers down to the street, where the town’s surprised celebration lies in wait. The welcome party becomes a surreal backdrop to a man who refuses to surrender to the normal world. He exits into the night, nails embedded in his head and shoulders, pulling them out like a grotesque toothpick as he revels in a maniacal, triumphant laugh that echoes through Paradise.

In the end, the film follows a relentless descent into a mind ruled by fear, vanity, and a thirst for dominance—an exploration of how a brilliant, respected professional can become a monster when his own fixation on control eclipses any human sentiment. The town of Paradise watches in stunned silence as Dr. Feinstone drives away, a lingering reminder of the perilous edge between sanity and obsession.

Last Updated: October 09, 2025 at 09:30