this Norwegian horror flick has major credibility problems due to some
poor dialogue and questionable acting. First-timer Roar Uthaug obviously
isn't at his best handling human drama, and that goes for most of the
members of the small cast as well. However, as the majestic Norwegian
mountain scenery and amusing/eerie rendezvous between the 70s and our
present day are introduced, Fritt vilt becomes a thrusting spring
of suspense. Surely, the film moves along in a genre-conventional
manner, but it never overeggs the pudding and only very rarely cheats.
Atypically for these kinds of horror films, Fritt vilt is at its
best during the closing part, in which Moldestad's script emerges as a
highly interesting psychological study as well. The acting remains one
of the film's weaker points, but at least the filmmakers have the sense
to kill of the least talented performers first. Ingrid Bolsų Berdal and Rolf
Kristian Larsen make an effective screen-couple, and they enjoy a great
scene in a larder, in which the dialogue justifies previous mishaps.