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\u2018W<\/span>e got a serial killer,\u201d announces a policeman in this retro 1990s-style thriller directed by David Lipper; evidence has comes back that an enigmatic, super-clever suspect (played by Dylan Sprouse) has the blood of three different people on his clothing. (But if the victims were all killed at roughly the same time, wouldn\u2019t that make him a mass murderer?) It\u2019s best not to get too hung up on nomenclature or to think too hard about anything here \u2013 like how can one character predict that an ordinary pen would get left behind in a room to serve as a convenient murder weapon? Just go with the throwback vibe, the moody underlit cinematography, and growling subsonic score. Even the faces vaguely recall B- and C-movie fodder from the 1990s\/early 2000s including Josh Duhamel and Til Schweiger, here playing a retiring police detective and his mysteriously German commanding officer, respectively.<\/p>\n Duhamel\u2019s Shaw is nominally the protagonist here, although he\u2019s consistently upstaged by Sprouse\u2019s blood-splattered murderer, called AJ, who pulls out the unsettling high-pitched giggles and evil smirks we\u2019ve come to expect from our movie killers. It turns out that AJ has left a trail of clues leading to each of his recent murders that Shaw must unravel if he\u2019s to find his own teenage son (Corbin Pitts), who AJ has locked up in some underground lair with only hours left until he runs out of air.<\/p>\n