Sick, serial killer genre, which diverts the viewer from the discovery of the murderer by showing him acting in a way that implies he is not guilty - therefore it being impossible to guess. This breaks even the most basic rules of the genre and is deeply frustrating.
The plot has more holes than a colander, the acting is woodentop level, we are expected to believe that the aging lead is a Lothario who has young women desperate to be sexually abused by him at every opportunity. It is painful to watch the unfolding, incoherent nonsense. How this sort of rubbish manages to get funding is beyond me, and is an offence to filmwatchers.
The plot has more holes than a colander, the acting is woodentop level, we are expected to believe that the aging lead is a Lothario who has young women desperate to be sexually abused by him at every opportunity. It is painful to watch the unfolding, incoherent nonsense. How this sort of rubbish manages to get funding is beyond me, and is an offence to filmwatchers.