End of the Line review

When a radical fundamentalist group of religious devotees begin ceremonially killing passengers on the subway, survivors take to the complex underground tunnels for salvation. Lead by Karen, a depressed nurse from a psychiatric hospital, a group of strangers try to escape the religious psychopaths who claim to be trying to save their souls.

One would think a movie about multiple killers on the subway system would be interesting. End of the Line is not. What’s depressing, is right up until you find out the killers are killing for religious purposes, the film isn’t half bad. The religion aspect severely hinders the film since the devotees are outlandish and campy in the worst of ways. Whenever they kill someone, you wonder just how stupid the victim had to be to let them get close enough.

Though, by far, the weakest element in the movie is the ending. Without any introduction, the monsters that are hinted to at the beginning of the film suddenly gain a reprise, in full glory, at the end.

The only stand out in the movie was Julie, a spunky fighter played by Emily Shelton. Expect big things from her, not this movie.

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