L.A. Weekly by Ernest Hardy

A small revolution tucked inside clichés and willful artistic ineptitude.

Seattle Post-Intelligencer by Sean Axmaker

Seeks to shock and to outrage, and so far it's done both quite nicely.

Chicago Tribune by Michael Wilmington

Fast-moving shocker, but it's a dull shocker, so morally dead that it deadens you to watch it. After a while you couldn't care less if anyone is slaughtered or raped -- including the heroines.

Philadelphia Inquirer by Desmond Ryan

Strictly for adventurous moviegoers, a peculiar experience -- a polemic that is at once watchable and repellent.

Rolling Stone by Peter Travers

Certainly blunt, and since Anderson and Bach are veterans of the porn trade, there is no skimping on the sex.

Los Angeles Times by Kevin Thomas

As has happened before in less extreme circumstances, filmmakers with purportedly serious intentions punish their viewers for watching their envelope-pushing depiction of sex on the screen by presenting it in the most profoundly negative context imaginable.

Slate by David Edelstein

The filmmakers have separated themselves from all the emotions of filmmaking except anger.

Salon by Charles Taylor

Didactic, clumsily directed and abysmally acted, never lets go of its intellectualized approach long enough to deliver any real kinetic thrills.

Variety

This hard-core pic is a half-baked, punk-inflected porn odyssey masquerading as a movie worth seeing and talking about.

Austin Chronicle by Marc Savlov

It's pornography of the most depressing sort.