Titles that are written, produced and directed by the same person are commercially damned from the beginning. Although I wanted to give this film a zero, facts remain that the story is indeed well worth telling. However, production quality of this film robs the story of its possible impact. College films have done better in the FX department. Although Mitch Davis tries vehemently to convince you that he knows the inner workings of a criminal mind, he still doesn't reach it. Not that I have first hand knowledge, but research is valuable tool best tapped for such an endeavor. Mr. Davis seems bent on trying to become the next Tobe Hooper, Lucio Fulci, Dario Argento or even George Romero. When it comes to a subject of the mind more than one (mind) is needed to flesh out a believable story. This movie feels like a whining attempt of Mr. Davis attempting to convince his audience that HE truly knows what drives a man to this kind of self loathing. I am afraid that there are much more better examples (including the independent film makers) of criminal/audience alliances.