Skateway Massacre

If this movie cost more then $10 to make, someone got rip off. I've seen student films with $0 budgets better then this. I painfully watch this movie and all I can say, whoever edited this film should never be allowed to touch a other movie in this lifetime. The acting in some parts is acceptable, but the writing is way off. If you think of watching this pass and move on.

I've just watched this movie on Amazon Prime, can't say it the best one out there. The actors did their bit , thankfully they're all good looking so I could tolerate the mediocre screenplay. The poster art actually was sensational and got me into watching this. It didn't bore me, but it has not many great moments too. I just wish instead of the talking for almost 40 odd minutes (although some of the conversation was funny) they could've just edited some and started off with some good energy killings. It somewhat reminds you of Gutterballs but that had better kills and a decent story. This was passable and I like such attempts in low budget Horror.

What could have been a throwback to the 1980s slasher film Death Rink becomes a throwaway instead. This movie just about commits the unpardonable sin of being boring.

The main problem with Death Rink is it takes too long to get to the kills.

There is too much talk trying to masquerade as character development. And the adequate acting makes this film just tolerable.

The one plus for this film was the running time. The movie runs under seventy-five minutes. (A slow seventy-five minutes).

I was able to pinpoint the killer and why long before the revelation. You should be able to as well.

DUMB.

This is about as low budget as it gets. The acting is at best mediocre, and at its worse, plain terrible. And yet a couple of characters manage to elicit sympathy. Robert Posey even approaches something resembling charming likability on a couple of occasions (at least, I wouldn't kick him out of bed on a cold night).

Direction and camera work is cliched at best, and sloppy at worst, as is the writing and editing. Yet I willingly watched the film to its predictable end. Most of the film is glacial character ... um ...familiarisation. The action all happens in the third act. The perpetrator's identity is obvious pretty-well immediately, and any attempt to rotate through diversions and misdirections is managed ham-fistedly. There is nothing scary about the slicing and dicing in this gorefestlet, and scenes that try for tension are as phoned in as the film's many prank calls. But somehow, somehow, this film remains fun. Maybe it gets away with being so bad that it's good. Or at least not offensively devoid of any likability. Or maybe I just had a thing for Posey. We shall never know.

As I drop trou and position myself onto the throne, I found myself thinking about this movie and how it made me feel. There was a plop, followed by several plops in quick succession. My eyes, they smarted and I had to breath through my mouth. Then, like magic, it all became clear, this movie is the biggest load of poop that I've seen, do not watch it, skate on by.