British horror goes down the tube in this ridiculous London Underground flick in which Franka Potente spends 90 minutes running away from rapists, rats and the deformed genetic screw-up of the title. Authentic locations and gallons of gore promise much, but newbie writer/director Chris Smith fails to deliver the scares. Do you yourself a favour and buy infinitely superior '70s schlocker Death Line instead.
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