Cara F. (dichten) from PRT WASHINGTN, WI wrote on 11/3/2009...
The good: This movie has a structured plot, something which is very rare in most of today's slice-and-dice-'em horror flicks.
Glenn "Kane" Jacobs plays Jacob Goodnight, a man whose horrific past has left him quite deranged. At the beginning of the film, we are led through a little house to the score of the deeply unsettling "Jesus Loves the Little Children" (a song which reoccurs with gruesome regularity throughout the film). We walk by religious paraphernalia, many stained with blood, and finally come into the living room -- where Jacob has left a present huddled in the middle of the floor. Upon this discovery, made by two spooked policemen, Jacob comes bounding out from behind a drapery with an ax. Bloodshed, hacked limbs and bullets ensue.
We then move into the present, where a group of teenage delinquents (led by none other than Mr. Hacked Limb himself) are loaded onto a bus and taken to the filthy and mostly abandoned Blackwell Hotel, where they will serve three days of community service in order to remove one month from their sentence.
This brings me to the bad: These kids make the disaffected youth of Woodstock '99 look like angels. These kids are annoying, cloying and generally unlikeable. They toss about vulgarities and hyper-sexualized comments like one might toss rice at a wedding -- but I suppose that is the point, given their situation and subtle hints to their background. Regardless, I actually began rooting for Kane/Jacob to kill them all off.
When our teenagers arrive at the Blackwell Hotel and, after a slow start, all Hell breaks loose.
The ugly: Being a slasher flick, the director didn't skimp on the gore. However, as I mentioned before, this is not a movie that is mindless and sporadic in its pursuit of blood. It sort of seems like it, especially with the actions of the community service kids, but throughout the movie (as Kane effortlessly plays the raging psychopath) we are brought back to Jacob Goodnight's youth to learn what drives him to pluck people's eyes from their skulls and store them in numerous mason jars scattered about his room.
All in all, it wasn't a bad movie. It wasn't great either, but I still enjoyed it.
I would recommend this movie to any Kane fan, as well as anyone looking for a gore-filled killfest with an actual plot -- or even anyone with an interest in the product of severe, horrific, relentless childhood abuse (a possibly, severely vague nod toward the atrocious religious abuse suffered by Ed Gein).