"Murder . . . is a contradictory art form . . . like exercise and opposites," a laughably conceited voiceover rasps in the opening POV shot, as a serial killer stalks and then stabs some poor sap in a gas station restroom. A lamely convoluted Scream rip-off (minus the humor) chock-full of fratty sex drama (minus the nudity), with an unaccountably top-billed Tom Sizemore in a supporting role, director Michael Phillip Edwards's shoddy horror cheapie was released on DVD just before the theatrical run; it's the very definition of direct-to-video schlock.
As the poor man's Neve Campbell (the brunette heroine suffering a familial loss to the mass murderers -- oops, spoiler alert!), Paige La Pierre stars as Fiona, a criminology student whose only class is led by a bullying professor (Randy Irwin) with an unhinged, open-mouthed stare. Everyone's a suspect and a Golden Raspberry nominee as the unintentionally self-parodic slayings escalate, with Black Dahlia smiles carved into victims by killers who whistle "Pop Goes the Weasel" in abandoned parking lots. Is it the slack-jawed prof? Fiona's cheating boyfriend? Or is it her disturbed, knife-sharpening brother, whose only scene is one of delusional, drunken despair? Sizemore's crazy-eyed FBI agent, however, gets two such scenes, both of which play frighteningly like documentary.