Independent slasher film that follows the traditions set by the popular franchises in the sub genres heyday. The title is very misleading, there's a lot less blood than I expected, and when talking massacres - this is definitely no Premutos. Instead it's quite a moderate tale following the usual deranged killer in a mask with a penchant for sticking sharp things into the bodies of bare chested teenage girls and their dopey boyfriends, with a fairly insignificant side story about a gung-ho detective with a variety of personal issues.

The acting is not too bad, especially in comparison to the majority of films of this ilk. A handful of moderately talented actors and the rest are OK enough to be tolerable. One element that particularly stood out was the score. Somewhat somber and foreboding music is well placed throughout and honestly did create a little more atmosphere.

If there's one thing I've learned when blindly purchasing Wild Eye Releasing's products - it's that the cover artwork is always far superior to the content... that appears to be their gimmick and well, it works. This was the third film I purchased hoping it might be a yet undiscovered independent gem and while it's probably the best of the lot, it's just another modern slasher that let me down with being just passable.