There's a familiar feeling in the cinema this year.

A kind of nagging deja-vu. A persistent thought of: have I seen this before? And it's because this is the year of the sequel. Star Trek II. Scary Movie V. Paranormal Activity V. All I can say to comfort you is that not all sequels are bad. In fact, some were better than the original.

l Godfather II: The bloody main course of the trilogy (the third is blacmange for pudding). This is the film where Michael Corleone turns properly bad. And the most frightening thing? The sympathy you feel for the devil.

l Superman II: Terence Stamp was camp in Priscilla Queen of the Desert but this is camper. Stamp plays the head of a triumvirate of baddies who conquer the earth and the best bit is they are terribly bored by the whole thing. They flick at humans like crumbs on the table.

l Beneath the Planet of the Apes: The first film, not the recent remake, suggests what might happen to man after a nuclear war (we end up the slaves of animals and quite right too) but the 1960s sequel is even more disturbing: what would the human survivors of a nuclear holocaust be like and what would it have done to their minds? Show this to your children and they'll be good forever.

l Scream II: The serial killer is back but this is the follow-up so all the controls have been turned up a little bit more. In some ways, this is the ultimate sequel because it knows it's a sequel and so does everyone in it.

l Return to Oz: The original film has been ruined for admirers of Margaret Thatcher so why not watch the superior sequel? There are no cheery songs. No dance routines. Just what it would really feel like to be transported to another world: absolutely terrifying.