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I don't have all the words right now but this film is a work of art.

Good movie, but best of all time? Hardly . . .

Absolutely brilliant

It's entirely possible that sending the audience out feeling lousy was intentional

If you're wondering what might be an indication of recommendation for The Monster Hunter (aka Natural Selection as it's called on IMDb), Quentin Tarantino has a quote on the back of the DVD case that reads simply as: "Great!" And how could he not say that, mayhap, considering David Carradine and Michael Bowen, both co-stars of the Kill Bill movies, appear in two of the juiciest roles of their respective careers? It's all a big goof, but often very sly and unexpected; looking at the DVD box you think you're getting a bad sci-fi channel movie with Carradine as a From Dusk Till Dawn type bounty hunter or something. Not quite, kids. It's the story of Willie, a postman who turned into a deranged serial killer (go figure, it IS a postman), and more than half the movie is dedicated to telling his story through interviews with his mother (she's the best, funniest really, especially talking about his brother Eddie), the sheriff, a psychologist (Bob Balaban, funniest side character) who talks mile a minute and even imitates Willie; the redneck hunters who hung around Willy, or sort of knew him, I guess; the hotel cleaner; the neighbor, et all.It's shot just like you've seen every true-crime doc on TV, and the filmmakers do it pretty well. But it's surprising to see how good the quality of film-making it with the actual drama (well, drama, how dramatic can it really get?!), as there are some images that seem like they could be done not by some cheapo exploitation director but by real true-blue professionals who are making this little excursion into the deranged and backwoods in their spare time. I especially liked the cinematography in the morgue scenes, with the blue a weird contrast to what Carradine's character does in there (which is rather hilarious and wickedly, um, Christian in a sense). But really, much of what makes Monster Hunter entertaining is the wink and nod of the actors to the material, while still making it bad-ass. We know Carradine and Bowen know what they're into, but they play it like pros all the way, even when a) Carradine as the nut FBI guy goes into a vampire-killing pose in a back lit sun-scape (my favorite scene), and b) there is a *2nd* killer revealed! This brings it to an even wackier level.With some really rockin music- guest produced by Tom Waits perhaps- and pulled off with enough wit to make Mr. Brooks look like the overly serious sham it is, The Monster Hunter is a little underground sleeper that should appeal to anyone who wonders what it's like in the mind of a serial killer - or a pre-DaVinci Code nut for that matter. Good times for a knowing cult crowd.

I had the joy of catching this flick at a film festival and it is truly a find. Very off-the-wall independent stuff. And very funny. At times you may think it goes over the top, and then it goes further. With the right circumstances, this could have been a great cult hit, as it is much more entertaining, thought provoking and well-acted than something like Donnie Darko.And Carradine is absurdly hilarious. Is he being serious? Is making fun of himself? I don't know, watch the movie and make your own choice.The script is the true find of the production as it reads like the perverse parody that 'Natural Born Killers' never amounted to. It jumps back and forth between a sort of film noir and pseudo-documentary - and I wish there had been even more that interplay. It's almost as if the director stumbled onto a movie and didn't realize it was as funny as it ended up being.

I think that the best movies are those that evoke a gut level emotional response, whether it is disgust or laughter, and this one is right on target. In addition to a big grin, I left with the feeling of just going on a whirlwind ride through small town Texas, a witness to the absurdity and humor of real life so well captured by the talented writers and skillfully communicated by the actors. This movie is not for the politically correct anal-lizers, but best enjoyed by the regular person, the one who looks twice at a car wreck and the one who isn't afraid to find humor in the ugliness of this world. It offers the viewer a glimpse of the underbelly of mundane suburbia, a place where oddity is alive and well. Natural Selection moves adeptly between the disturbing tale of madness and murder and the documentary scenes that provide a sort of delightfully sick comic relief to the starkness of human nature's hideousness. The juxtaposition of disgust and humor made me constantly anticipate what would flash before me next. I loved being an observer of White Hills and its cast of characters, together bringing a sweeping view of the strangeness of humanity. From Bowen's brilliant and scary Willie, to his hilariously ignorant cousins, to the insanity of Carradine's Dehoven, to the pitifully funny, monkey collecting parents of one of Willie's victims and all the other eccentrics, I bounced between the reality of these lives well portrayed by the cast and brought up from the Texas dust by the writing of B.J. Burrow and Allen Odom, an up and coming team that promise more great work. This unique movie had the theater in its grasp, and never failed to hold me in this bizarre place. I enjoyed every engaging minute and was sad to see it end. I hope that everyone gets to take the ride through White Hills. It's a great trip!

This movie is another in a series of poorly written, poorly directed, poorly produced "films" which attempts to convince us that the serial-killer genre has not been beaten to death. The sheer volume of clunky dialogue, first-year film student camera tricks, and wooden acting, gives you the impression that this film was an abortion of logic, taste, and good sense."Natural Selection" is told to us from two points of view: the standard narrative as well as that of a documentary crew attempting to record the events haunting White Hills. While the standard narrative is boring, disjointed, and poorly acted, easily the worst part of the movie are the documentary sequences. The social commentary provided by these segments are neither biting nor clever enough to be in the least bit entertaining or thought-provoking. At best they provide a momentary distraction from the monotony of the rest of the movie.The humor, if it can be called that, is infantile to say the least. One of the gems offered by this movie is that of an interviewee declaring flatly "He was a masturbator." This crude attempt at humor would have trouble wringing a chuckle from twelve year olds, at whom this gag was obviously aimed. There is a fiendishly unfunny bit with a hard-cussin' cowboy cop, obviously placed in this movie to impress us with the writer's ability to swear like one of the big kids.The rest of the movie is simply a boring mess, with the story going one way, then another. There are several sub-plots that are touched upon, but never fully explored, leaving you with a sense that the movie you missed was a much better one than the one you just watched.