Wry and satirical...a blunt tool that works rather well.

It's a timely argument against self-regulation instead of safeguards, and an admonishment of a government that views human collateral damage as an inevitability.

A visceral rip-roarer, it plays out like Max Mad crossed with The Walking Dead - but amid the spurting jugulars and the gunsmoke, director Everardo Valerio Gout chucks in barrel-loads of idealism.

The writing is bad, to the point where I wonder if there was more than one draft. Every character is there to deliver lines that state what they are going to do next, just so the audience is prepared for what the character is going to do next.