This continues the mini-horror film format of Ice, Ghost in the Machine and the subsequent Darkness Falls, a werewolf tale with some feuding about land borders between Montana ranchers and Indians of the nearby reservation. We have lazy, stiff acting and plot, 'mystical' Indians, and a trite twist and conclusion, unusually bad even by X-File standards.
A redeeming value is the sort of Twin Peaks vibe going on, as the pair of detectives investigate sinister happenings in a tightly-knit community harboring secrets. And right there is all the difference. Whereas in Twin Peaks there is a marvelous subversion of tropes, a delightful earnestness undercut by the irony of familiarity, Scooby Do plunged into dark sexual jazz, here we have no irony, no real danger and just a po-faced acceptance of genre.
A redeeming value is the sort of Twin Peaks vibe going on, as the pair of detectives investigate sinister happenings in a tightly-knit community harboring secrets. And right there is all the difference. Whereas in Twin Peaks there is a marvelous subversion of tropes, a delightful earnestness undercut by the irony of familiarity, Scooby Do plunged into dark sexual jazz, here we have no irony, no real danger and just a po-faced acceptance of genre.