Reid Volk’s review:
My goodness this was a pretty bad movie. I'm not entirely sure what they were going for, but it seems that the filmmakers weren't particularly concerned with making this thing interesting. The acting is incredibly bad. It even wastes the talent of the late Roy Scheider, which is an unforgivable error.
And while I love a good dark revenge fantasy, it didn't really embrace its darkness. Nor did it embrace the light either. It was caught in a purgatory that awkwardly blended drama, violence, and comical gags. It can best be likened to a Jackson Pollock painting. There is a little bit of this, and a little bit of that. But when you step back and look at the entire canvas, you spend your whole time struggling to figure out what the hell you are looking at.