In making this film, there must have been a specific goal to be campy. But if campy was the goal, it's a miss. And if campy wasn't the goal, then this is just bad. The writer/director manages to use the worst of the stalking serial killer troupes. Nothing is less rewarding or cliché than the vanishing-in-the-middle-of-a-clearing, did I see him/did I not see him camera tricks. Nothing is more absurd than vanishing and reappearing in frame without the victim noticing. Even the death gore is unimaginative. It's like an intern was given $500 dollars and a handy cam and was told to "Go make a horror movie".
The only strength is the use of the Mancini soundtrack, but that's hardly to the credit of the writer/director.
The only strength is the use of the Mancini soundtrack, but that's hardly to the credit of the writer/director.
