Mark Fox

Uninspired acting, horrible dialogue, a garbage of a premise. The best thing about the movie are the concert and the songs; Salika should forget about acting and stick to singing.

The movie has been hyped up to no end just before and even during its movie theater run. I was skeptical – to my mind, the horror genre has been in deep decline since its heydays from the late 1970s to the late 1990s – but finally decided to give it the benefit of the doubt. It took me less than 20 minutes to realize how justified my skepticism has been. The plot is minimalistic, the characters are one-dimensional, the dialogue is uninspired to say the least, and the acting is subpar – but that's not the most upsetting part. The gore – what, according to all the critical raves, was supposed to be the strongest element of the film, and what I was hoping would be its saving grace – was so overdone as to appear cartoonish. Honestly, I was highly inclined to turn it off after Sienna's dream sequence and not waste my time. The only bright spot is the acting talent of David Howard Thornton as Art the Clown. The man has done wonders to bring depth to a mute character whose main goal is to dismember other human beings in highly creative ways.