What could be more fun than watching some poor quality footage of some B-list actors playing out a poorly scripted horror movie about a pussy-whipped doctor having visions of his murderous Siamese twin from whom he was separated at birth? Actually I found a lot of things to do that were more entertaining, like hitting myself repeatedly over the head. The hollow knocking sound was much more interesting than the dialogue from Bloodlink. And it took attention away from the poorly cast lead character who was about as exciting as vanilla. Usually I can sit through a movie that has a couple gratuitous tit shots, but not even naughty uncovered nipples could save this shit flick. I had to turn it off for fear of reverting back into some kind of ape-like Neanderthal. I feel stupider for having watched ten minutes of this movie.
- Chester Chafedson



