It has been a while since a film dared to use the old school formula from when horror films shone of popularity. Shredder could have been released twenty years ago, exception made of the sport that inspires it: snowboarding. Apparently, the killer has it in for snowboarders (but not skiers) for an undetermined reason. Furthermore, is has a horribly displeased when the friends break the sacred rules of the location: do not do drugs, do not drink alcohol. As you probably know, these actions are commonplace in slasher films.
For those who like the genre, the film is intentionally lame: the characters have visibly thin personalities, the scenario follows a typical path and each attempt at inserting a bit of originality fails. A few times during the film, the dialogue turns to excessive ridicule but once again, it seems planned. To balance things out, the murders and violent moments are delightful.
From an audiovisual aspect, Shredder set itself unachievable goals. It regularly adventures into its soundtrack and integrates panoramic snowboard runs. The moviemakers probably gave birth to this film because of their love of the sport, but the sequences quickly become annoying.
The film deserves to be watched without any expectations because its category hasnít produced anything good lately, especially with such a limited budget.