Skinwalkers: Critic Reviews

Yawningly directed by Jim Isaac, Skinwalkers is a slavering mess that buries its clunky addiction metaphor beneath a welter of genre cliches, all delivered in extra-slow motion.

Skinwalkers is never able to escape its fundamental preposterousness. You've seen worse, but, trust me, you've seen better.

A werewolf movie without much bite.

Skinwalkers plays more like '70s drive-in fare than a monster mash of recent vintage.

Skinwalkers may be an attempt to reinvent a myth. But this bloodless dog isn't exactly a life-saving transfusion for a genre that hasn't shown signs of life in years.

Skinwalkers announces its irony-impaired comic-shop geek credentials from the beginning.

Viewers who make it through the dire early scenes may be surprised by the quality of the later ones.

The problem with most werewolf movies isn't that they're derivative, but that they're badly written, badly acted, or just plain silly. Skinwalkers hits the trifecta: all three apply.

A thoroughly undistinguished addition to a genre that probably reached its peak a quarter-century ago with An American Werewolf in London.

in the absence of tension, laughs, thrills, scares or anything like complexity, there is nothing here for viewers to sink their fangs into. The only real note of menace...is a hint at the end that there may be a sequel.

stinks like a mangy animal's fetid coat

Even the special effects aren't very special.

Admittedly, there's something about a bunch of hot-looking Goth-type vampires on motorcycles that has, well, a little bite to it.

Kudos to the ad campaign, but nuts to everyone else involved in this snuffly, histrionic werewolves-at-war-with-one-another yawner.

This werewolf flick is all bark and no bite.

If lots and lots of shooting and wrassling and growling turns your crank, then you might have a good time with Skinwalkers; otherwise, it's a total snore.

Indistiguishable from either the horror or action product that routinely comes out of the straight-to-video pipeline.

The film may have suffered some bad buzz earlier on, but it's far better than most of the other werewolf offerings.

One of the year's more pleasant surprises.

In Skinwalkers, there are two kinds of skinwalkers. Some see their bloodlust as a curse, and others, more colorfully, "embrace the power of the beast."

To borrow that immortal self-critiquing line from director James Isacc's own Jason X, 'This sucks on so many levels.'

A throwback to workmanlike '70s and '80s-era low-budget action thrillers.