This Australian entry into the slasher canon is one of the more tedious. The movie lurches along as though its makers didn't bother with a script, squandering any interest the movie generates with its characters and plot points at the beginning, almost all of whom are forgotten by the end.
I have seen many slasher movies in which the identity of the killer is a surprise kept secret until the end. Less common, but still significant, are those where the killer is known right from the beginning: the source of suspense is wondering when or if they'll get found out.
This may be the first I've seen where the killer is revealed as if as an after thought somewhere in the middle of the movie. It feels like the movie trying to start over again with a different tack; the soap opera drama of the story is forgotten about and it becomes more about the killer, his weird, only-in-filmland relationship with his much more attractive wife, and who he's going to off next.
Despite the title, the movie has very little violence and there's not much nudity or sex. There are, however, many impeccably groomed mullets, and the cast all look like rejects from Home and Away.
I have seen many slasher movies in which the identity of the killer is a surprise kept secret until the end. Less common, but still significant, are those where the killer is known right from the beginning: the source of suspense is wondering when or if they'll get found out.
This may be the first I've seen where the killer is revealed as if as an after thought somewhere in the middle of the movie. It feels like the movie trying to start over again with a different tack; the soap opera drama of the story is forgotten about and it becomes more about the killer, his weird, only-in-filmland relationship with his much more attractive wife, and who he's going to off next.
Despite the title, the movie has very little violence and there's not much nudity or sex. There are, however, many impeccably groomed mullets, and the cast all look like rejects from Home and Away.