Frontier(s) Review, by Wesley Morris of The Boston Globe

If you name your horror movie "Frontier(s)," the expectation is that you plan to go beyond the usual tortures and degradations. On that score, Xavier Gens deserves congratulations for making a movie that wipes every other film about crazy cannibals off the map.

Now the cannibals are Nazis in the French boonies. And their newest victims - a multiracial gang of Parisian thieves - are mostly obnoxious. Your sympathies are meant to turn when the punks have to start running from Karl (Patrick Ligardes), Goetz (Samuel Le Bihan), and Hans (Joël Lefrancois). And they do. Watching a man get poached alive or have his Achilles tendon snapped (twice) tends to have that effect.

"Frontier(s)," which opened Friday, offers no monsters or crazy ex-boyfriends. Just butchers (actual ones), not unlike the one Philippe Nahon played in Gaspar Noé's notorious immersion in a psycho's psyche, "I Stand Alone" (1998), and more or less played again in Alexandre Aja's nonsense slasher movie "High Tension."

Gens appears to have a kernel of an idea. But he dumps his nifty political premise (that 10 years from now France is a borderline-fascist country) to disinter the country's old bogeymen and put them to his own tiresome sadistic ends.

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