One of the first Danish direct-to-video movies, this drearily routine slasher horror thriller belongs to the slew of DTV junk that gave video a bad name in the first place. Despite its decent cast, film never rises above the paperthin material, and the film is missing anything resembling plot, character motivation and excitement. It's gratuitously bloody and offensively stupid. Why famed character actor Jens Okking decided to take part in this, is as unbelievable as anything else in this movie. Debuting director Heini Grünbaum seems to pass himself off as the next Sam Peckinpah, but might have more in common with the likes of Jess Franco or Andy Milligan...