Basic monster massacre creature feature has a group of unfortunates trapped in a beer joint as feasters await outside ready to strike ferociously. Character development isn't an issue here to be bothered with for these victims are merely clichés(every character has their own title card for pete-sake)to be slaughtered at random in various gruesome ways. Absurd humorous flourishes abound(monster sex, Clu Galagher sporting a long earring;the hero dying immediately after introducing himself;Henry Rollins as a motivational speaker{!})assist a tad bit, but it's still your typical bloody mess of people being dispatched. Do we who venture into a viewing of a monster film like this expect anything otherwise, though? Balthazar Getty plays a prick who gets to be hero of the day while hottie Krista Allen is the unlikely heroine whose son becomes swallowed lunch in one long gulp.
Notable for being the third Project Greenlight production with Wes Craven assisting the team as a guiding teacher. Outrageous to the extreme with the use of the new breed of Hollywood film-making consisting of hyperkinetic camera-work/editing and exhausting breakneck pace. You have a hard time catching your breath as those beasties can move some kind of fast(with those razor-sharp teeth and claws that take off limbs and penetrate torsos in quite a hurry).
Notable for being the third Project Greenlight production with Wes Craven assisting the team as a guiding teacher. Outrageous to the extreme with the use of the new breed of Hollywood film-making consisting of hyperkinetic camera-work/editing and exhausting breakneck pace. You have a hard time catching your breath as those beasties can move some kind of fast(with those razor-sharp teeth and claws that take off limbs and penetrate torsos in quite a hurry).