If I had the power of Samara Morgan, the creepy demon child who terrorized America in 2002’s “The Ring,” to frighten the unsuspecting with odd videos and threatening phone calls, I’d call the movie critics.

For all their lambasting that the sequel “The Ring Two” doesn’t “make sense,” I’d come to haunt them for sure.

But I, unlike a phone call from Samara giving you seven days before you die (she gave that habit up this time around and now follows her victims), I’d more frankly say, “This is reality calling: ‘Ring Two’ is a horror movie and it’s not supposed to make sense. Unless you truly believe in ghosts, demonic possession and mind-control, don’t ask for logic from a horror movie,” and then hang up.

Unfortunately I don’t have Samara’s power over appliances, but I do have a few points. Hideo Nakata, director of the original “Ringu,” directed “Ring Two.” Japanese horror is known for its lack of explanation, and this unknown is what makes movies so scary. The same is true for “Ring Two.” That lack of tidy tie-up of how the impossible is possible may bother viewers.

“Ring Two” starts six months after Rachel (Naomi Watts) and her son Aiden’s (David Dorfman) misadventures with Samara in Seattle. The two are just starting to settle in Astoria, Ore., as Rachel continues her career at another newspaper, only now she’s taken a more vested interest in being a good mom.

As the two believe they’re safe in the cozy mountain town, Rachel hears about a dead teenager from her editor (Simon Baker) and snoops around the murder scene, suspecting Samara’s handy-work. When her suspicions are confirmed in a rendezvous with a body bag, Rachel breaks into the house to find the tape and burns it.

But sneaky Samara has other plans. As Rachel burns the tape, Samara haunts her favorite medium, Rachel’s television, and captures Aiden to possess him a la “The Exorcist.”

From then on, Samara manifests herself in a wigged-out Aiden when unusual things start happening: Aiden develops a startling case of hypothermia, a fear of water far worse than that of a household cat, and a violent encounter with deer worthy of Fox’s “When Animals Attack.”

Aiden and Rachel are forced to part and Rachel must investigate where Samara came from. Her search leads to a convent and Samara’s mother, Evelyn (Sissy Spacek) who tells her to do the unthinkable: Kill her kid. She must contemplate the advice from a mad woman (who was Carrie, no less) and do what’s best for her son.

Watts envelopes the film much like the eerie water Samara controls. She strives to be June Cleaver-esque as Aiden’s mom in the beginning, but does a wonderful job overall. Dorfman is the creepiest kid ever and his presence could make a kung-fu movie suddenly “dark.”

There are occasional moments in the movie that are laughable, like Spacek’s performance. But overall, “Ring Two” is a slow-moving suspenseful flick that demands more concentration than your average scary movie.

So suspend your logic, be like the song and pretend you’re turning Japanese, absorb yourself into the horror of the ideas and you will enjoy “The Ring Two.” I’ll call you if you don’t.