Indy filmmaker Jason Krawczyk delivers a wonderfully perverse and original horror flick that is both engrossing and definitely not for the faint of heart.
British actor Henry Rollins plays Jack, a mysterious man of few words with a talent for mayhem, an anti-hero loner with a couple of strange scars on his back that suggest he may once have worn angel’s wings. Clearly Jack is no angel but who he turns out to be will be a surprise.
Rollins makes the most of Krawczyk’s ripe and wry dialogue in creating a character you’ll find yourself rooting for, even when you discover he has a taste for blood — literally.
The supporting cast is uniformly great, particularly Kate Greenhouse as Cara, a waitress with a crush on Jack who soon wishes she’d directed her affections elsewhere.