This movie is absolutely wretched. Uwe Boll likes to defend himself against his hoarde of harsh critics by stating that they never mention his early films (probably because no one has actually seen them), and he includes this in his list of pre-video game based movies, but I can tell you right now that this is way worse than any of the number of the video game adaptations he's made (hey, he's been showing improvement!). This is, really and truly, an awful film that belongs way down playing over and over again at the drive-in theater in the seventh circle of Hell. The movie has a storyline that's remarkably similar to a much much better movie that came out a few years later, which was Brad Anderson's The Machinist starring a Christian Bale, who looks like he just went on the Adolf Hitler starvation diet for the lead role. Both films feature protagonists who are haunted by a traumatic event and undergo serious psychological trauma as the movie goes on with a big twist in the end that ties everything up. The Machinist is a very good movie in my book that tells that sort of story very well. This version of the story however, is hideously incompent. I don't know what Uwe Boll was thinking when he was directing and editing this movie. The camerawork is boring and dull, the movie lacks any form of atmosphere, negating the possibility of building suspense, the editing is atrocious with random "disturbing" flashbacks nonchalantly cut in to what are otherwise scenes involving normal conversation, and the music ranges from unremarkable, to downright inappropriate. I also saw the "twist" coming during the first few scenes of the film, and I'm not one who is usually able to figure that stuff out way ahead of time, and that's saying something. It's also hilarious how the execution of the "twist" is handled. There are things going on with the main character, who is basically running through the woods, and in the next scene Boll just randomly decides to spell the "twist" out for the audience, rather than going through the effort of actually building it up to make it have some sort of payoff. The only thing that I can say I slightly enjoyed in this movie was the presence of Clint Howard, who was the only cast member who could act. Unfortunately this is more depressing to me than anything since he's willing to be in bilge like this. The man must need work.
The only people I would recommend this movie to are budding/aspiring filmmakers. This film should be your bible on what NOT to do when making a movie, since just about every mistake and misstep you could make is present here. Bad movie aficionados and masochists like myself can also apply. Everyone else stay the f**k away.