Not only is it an assault on the senses, the film is so narcissistically nihilistic the only ones sure to get a kick out of it are members of the Manson Family fan club.

The ultimate rescue, however, comes when the credits roll and the lights come up.

An extremely well-made, very grisly and ultimately dishonest slasher film that's too clever for its own good.

For most viewers, the success of High Tension will hinge upon the third act’s bold reveal. For me, the frustration of that reveal nearly erases any of the movie’s shallow merits.