This movie sits at a 4.2-star rating from 510 viewers. I missed how small the sample size was until after I loaded it into my watchlist. The film was poorly executed with an unbelievable storyline that tried to heighten the suspense with heinous wanton acts of killing. The serial killer felt his moral compass was justified in ridding the streets of teenage prostitution and those who solicited it. Ironically, the killer's high ground stood on an equally tenuous foundation of drug/alcohol abuse and sex solicitation. Without a firm back story, the viewer is subjected to a formulaic slash and gash movie involving emotionally unstable and paradoxical characters (both the antagonist and protagonists).
The strap restraints on the surviving victim were unbelievable as restraints. The cavalier killings made no sense, only to support what we already knew. The killer is unbalanced.
There was no cerebral substance to the police actions. They only provided a diversion so the surviving victim could ultimately kill the antagonist. The screenplay writers made a futile attempt to create a backstory for the main officer's personal life with phone calls from the boyfriend. This emotional effect did not build the story, mainly since the timeframe was one day. Yes, the case ramped up with the near-miss apprehension at the store early in the movie, but a direct, "hey bruh, I think I just saw the f-ing serial killer outside the store I am at, gotta go. By the way, I'm a police officer, and, therefore, you may not see me tonight." That's enough conversation on that matter.
It took me a couple of days to get through this slog of a movie because nothing piqued my curiosity through creativity.