In many ways the film feels like a regression -- it's more juvenile, less polished and feels less labored over than his previous efforts.
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Slant MagazineEd Gonzalez
Slant MagazineEd Gonzalez
The savagery here is rooted in retrograde myths that might have been easier to stomach had the cannibalism been positioned as a fantastical unleashing of retribution.
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San Francisco Chronicle
San Francisco Chronicle
The blood-soaked “Inferno” practically ends up a promotional snuff film for deforestation.
The film reawakens long-repudiated notions of white supremacy and such, but Mr. Roth is surely not trying to peddle them. He’s merely seeing if he can replicate the formula of the subgenre. And he does, fairly slickly, in fact.
Unfortunately, the unbridled shock value isn't matched by a similar investment in other ingredients that might have made this low rent B-movie worthwhile.