There's an actor in this movie named Billy O'. That's right, just "O-apostrophe". I suspect he thinks that's pretty clever, but it's fucking retarded so since he won't tell us the rest of his name I'll guess I'll have to make one up for him. Billy, your last name is now "O'Douchebag". If you know this guy, make sure you call him that from now on, and if he doesn't like it, feel free to send him my way. I'll knock his fucking lights out.

Now that we've got that settled, on to the movie. It kind of reminded me of My Bloody Valentine and overall it's pretty decent; there's some okay kills, all the girls are hot beyond comprehension, one of them pops out a fabulous pair of milk bags (this bitch owes God a favor), and another incredible piece spends half the movie in her underwear. On the flip side, this flick also has some serious problems:

1. Underwear Girl never actually shows us her tits
2. Either one of them
3. There's a part where they totally set up a lesbo scene that never actually happens
4. The scene where the killer finally dies is a computer-generated cartoon so goddamned fake you'll want to punch the computer that generated it in the throat

All that said though I think the pluses definitely outweigh the minuses. And at least there are only a couple of parts where people snowboard while pop punk music plays. I've seen enough of that bullshit to last a lifetime, and I don't even watch MTV.