Some facts about "D-TOX": originally scheduled to be released way back in 1999 and having undergone no less than three name changes, it's not likely to get a US release any time soon.
Clearly, Hollywood's confidence in this film is lower than Pee-Wee Herman's Oscar chances, and their instincts are right: a boring, formulaic mix of serial killers and stalk'n'slash, this will not reinvigorate Sly's action hero status or loosen his maniacal destruction of the quality control button.
Stallone plays homicide cop Jake Malloy, whose partner and his wife have been offed by a serial killer. Hitting the bottle, he is sent to a remote, isolated rehab clinic for cops. The self-pity is going nicely when, suddenly, other patients start dying horribly, leaving our boy Sly to find the killer. Could it be the same one who wasted his nearest and dearest? Answers on a postcard, please...
Directed in painfully generic fashion by Jim Gillespie (no stranger to the genre, courtesy of teen slasher "I Know What You Did Last Summer"), the first part of the movie sets up a chilling, claustrophobic atmosphere. This is promptly swamped by the "Scream" wannabe that proceeds to lay waste to any chances of quality.
Plagued with poorly developed, cut-out characters (the gung-ho maverick, the coward, the twitchy one), and a killer sporting a deliriously shallow motivation, you are never inclined to care about any of them. The talented cast are all victims to the surrounding histrionics.
If this had been released two years ago, it would have been an unremarkable copy. Now, with its inspirations ("Scream", "Se7en") merely derivatives hugely copied elsewhere, its utterly desperate and pedestrian features cannot be easily hidden.
"D-TOX" opens in the UK on Friday 1st February 2002.