Conclusion: Make no (broken and twisted) bones about it, The Horseman is violent, bloody, gruesome and often gasp inducing in its absolute mayhem. That said, there's just an inkling of some actual moral consciousness running beneath the surface of the gore which augurs well for Kastrissios once he becomes a bit more mature as a writer and craftsman.
Conclusion: They sure as hell don’t make them like they used to. The Horseman is a balls to the wall little thriller that makes no apologies and takes no prisoners. Some viewers will be shocked, mortified, and disturbed by the end of the film. I don’t think that is the intention of the film, but let’s just say that after you finish watching the film you’ll never look at a football air pump the same way ever again.
Excerpt: Christian (Peter Marshall), a father driven to revenge over the death of his daughter during an adult film shoot, is interrogating Finn (Jack Henry), the producer of the porn. Christian, hardly a fitting name, drops Finn’s pants after tying him to a chair. He walks over to his tool box of torture toys, grabs a pair of pliers, and glances at Flinn’s groin with obvious evil intentions.