Blood Snow, also titled Necrosis, had the potential to be something great. Three couples trapped in a log cabin in the middle of a winter storm, which has a sketchy history of murders – that originated from pioneers turning to cannibalism?

That screams to me either generations of said cannibals living in the mountains, or Wendigos.

I so desperately hoped for Wendigos, almost in an Until Dawn kind of way.

Alas, the horror of Blood Snow only exists in the mind as the mountain drives one member insane enough to kill everyone.

Is the mountain haunted? Possibly? Other than the story of the Donner Party, the pioneers who were trapped on the mountain trail in 1846, turning to cannibalism, there is very little known; in one scene, one of the couples finds an old scrapbook of newspaper clippings leading the viewer to believe that anyone who stays on the mountain during the storm is killed.

So, how did these characters get there?

It starts out harmless enough, as all horror films do; a group of friends heading up to a cabin, going around on snowmobiles, and then a snowstorm hits. When the guys go out to the shed to fix the generator, they find the body of the groundskeeper dead in the snow – mysteriously killed; they opt not to tell the girls at first, but have to the next morning when the body is gone.

While the victims are figuring out what to do, Jerry has begun seeing strange figures in the snow.

A woman (girl?) warns Jerry to get off the mountain. One of the couples heads down the mountain in a snow buggy never to be heard from again, only assumed frozen in the snow by Jerry’s…dream? Vision?

What we learn about Jerry is that he takes some kind of psychotic medication; does this make him more susceptible to the whispers of the mountain ghosts, urging him to kill? Or was it just bad luck? Again, never really explained, we’re just left to assume that he’s the crazy one and that it’s more than just cabin fever turning him into Jack from The Shining.

For a horror movie, there’s very little horror involved; a slight jumpscare here and there, and the only gore is Jerry picking off his friends with a gun from the cabin. It’s 90 minutes of wondering what the hell is going on and ten seconds laughing at Jerry’s girlfriend’s over dramatic fall in the snow.

I haven’t been this bored of waiting for a killer to strike since 30 Days of Night.

Rating: 2/5 The acting is ok, and the effects of the eventual gore are passable. The characters aren’t relatable or rememberable, and the lore could use some work.