Melodramatic movie that is both over-ripe and under-written.
A terrific cast is largely wasted on a mediocre rehash of The Thing (1982) combined with The Shining (1980) and yet, without them, it would become unwatchably cliché since they all do their best with the weak script which they have been offered. True professionalism.
There are too many characters here to focus emotional-attention upon as the screenwriter, thereby, tries to make it harder for the audience to guess whom the killer is. And they all use the same American speaking-idiom despite being from different countries: A Scotland Yarder even identifies himself as being a member of the 'Metropolitan Police Department'!
This sameness-of-characterisation only serves to emphasise the dearth of character differentiation, which makes it harder for the audience to get emotionally involved and, thus, to care.
The plot is further weakened by nobody in the remote location in which the movie is set possessing a mobile phone, a radio or a computer to send e-mails - only a landline that no longer works because of the raging snowstorm which takes-up half of the film's running time. All of the vast panoply of modern communications'-technology always seems to fail whenever there is a deranged serial-killer on the loose! (However, a number of CB radios do turn-up at the end of the movie, but without any explanation, whatsoever, for their sudden appearance.)
Worst of all, there's no explanation of the fact that the one alcohol detoxification-unit that the film's hero attends to help him recover from the death of his fiance, is also the one where his fiancée's murderer is in residence. That and the fact that his best friend decides to take-up residence in the local community, for no real reason, just so that he can become a convenient deus ex machina later.
Still, having said all of that, Sylvester STALLONE is in it, and that fact alone usually means at least a three-star rating.