SERIOUSLY. This is what the crap Hollywood still puts out?

Self-important, over-dramatic, uninspired.

It really made me laugh, but for some moments I was tearing up because I could relate so much.

Strong acting helps the film overcome an uncertain premise and create characters that hold our attention absolutely.

This movie was unreal and fantastic. It takes the mythology behind Hitler and his endeavor and twists it into a war/monster movie.It is dark sometimes, comedic at times, and scary when you see all these Frankenstein monsters. It it absolutely horrific how unreal the effects looked. Traditional consume designers and monster mask makers were used to create a fantastic experience.This is a fine, and the movie functions as a horror mixed with sci-fi. It is well acted and believable. You believe there is a war and these soldiers are going through a horrific experience where nightmares are real and you can die at any point.I can give this a 9 or 10 out of 10. I loved it and it is very entertaining, well paced and terrific acting make it a great experience and a good movie. It was directed well and the camera use added a grittiness to the movie as well as a high level or belief in what we are seeing is real.

The whole movie felt like the best bits of Doom and Wolfenstein characters rolled into a 'found footage' movie. I thoroughly enjoyed the movie, the action cam effect works great in a movie such as this. I was looking forward to what new creation was around the next corner, they are so well done. If you know Wolfenstein's premise then you know that a lot of the creatures in it are lab experiments that were created for Hitler's army. Undead zombies and creatures that have guns and cutting implements molded to their arms and torsos. Lots of blood and gore to please everyone! Enjoy it for what it is, entertainment, both humorous and dramatic throughout and an overall solid presentation. One to watch a few times to appreciate the effort gone into the gorgeous detailed monsters.

I couldn't understand a damned thing anyone was saying in this ugly, occasionally-imaginative horror flick. Didn't stop me. I just watched.Remember the Nazi Pig-Troopers who come crashing into David Kessler's house in An American Werewolf in London? Multiply those squealing nasties by about a dozen--and sprinkle in the one critter from the various Hellraisers with the clicking, chomping choppers-- and you've got the latest creations by the fashionista of Fascism, Dr. Viktor Frankenstein (crazy as his cousin, Peter Cushing). I loved the first Zombot-thingy that the Soviet soldiers find in the generator room. That one scared me--androgynous, sightless, totally aware, and, well, yech!I found moments of real horror mixed in with the film. One of the Russian squad members is a psychopath. We'd like to think he runs his fighting knife into a whimpering woman's chest cavity because he wants to put her out of her third-degree pain, but we know he just wanted to shut her up, to tie up a loose end before moving on. That was the most unpleasantly believable moment in this sci-fier. As the Roosians dig deeper into this convent from hell, we get to see ever-weirder creations from Frankenco Enterprises (I loved the one with the propeller for a face--vroom!) and, even though what little story there was breaks down, and is replaced by guts, gore, and, I swear, Karo Syrup for brain lube, I couldn't help but watching to see who-- or what--makes it out of Viktor's Haus of Horrors.I just sat there with my mouth hanging open, guffawing and eeyoooing when the one soldier (unarmed--sorry) keeps fungooing Dr. Frank cuz that's all he can throw at him, when the Polish noncom gets a new outlook on the blending of Marxism and Hitlerian goose-stepping, and when it looks as if the only uninjured squad member is about to lose something vital, not by Frankenstein's hands but by Soviet artillery.It all made just about zero sense--and there were so many fun things the art director could have cooked up in order to add to the freakshowism of Frankenstein's Army--but by the end, I had given up on worrying about that which was lackluster and thought about how R2-D2 would look in a coal-scuttle helmet and a German greatcoat.What makes Frankenstein's Army lose its battle is the fact that Viktor's creations aren't recognizably human (for the most part). If you've struggled through Mary Shelley's novel or seen a bunch of movies (including the NBC movie from 1973), you know that the story of Frankenstein's creature works because the audience feels sorry for it, wants its pain to be assuaged. Here, the monsters are just another variation of zombies. We feel no pain for them--even the ones who look sort of human--and therefore, we don't care for them. Don't get me wrong. I wouldn't want to meet the creature from the novel or Michael Sarrazin as his face starts to unravel in the TV- movie way back when, but I felt sorry for all the moaning, screeching critters, in the 1930 original to one of those poor dumb things Peter Cushing cooked up and then had to cook.It's weird. I think I wanted more campiness. You know . . . Ziggy Disgust.

I love horror movies from the great ones to the cheesy, but this movie is truly one of the worst films I've ever seen. Now I hear you thinking to yourself, is it really that bad? Please allow me give you synopsis of what to expect, without giving any spoilers. The worst part of this film was the shaky, found footage style, hand-held camera work. The camera couldn't be any shakier if it was bolted on to a jackhammer being run during an earthquake. This is honestly the worse camera work I've ever seen. The opening 10 minutes of the film I was actually starting to feel nauseous from the way it shook and whirled around. Make sure you have your Dramamine handy if you decided to watch this film or you may feel as if you're on a small ship in the middle of El Nino.The "monsters" in this movie are just guys in rubber suits that are supposed to be some sort of steam-punk-esque Nazi zombies. Now this is not a new concept by any means, but this is certainly the worst that I've ever seen presented. The monsters waddle around like creatures from an old Godzilla movie from the 1950's or a alien from the original Star Trek series. It's downright comical at times how they shuffle and wildly swing their arms about hitting nothing. My grandmother would like a track star if she was in this film. Normally I love practical effects, but this film makes a strong argument for the use of CGI, even if it's bad Sci-Fi/SyFy Channel, made for TV movie, levels of CGI. If even some computer graphics had been used to enhance the monsters, it might have looked presentable, but instead we're left with guys in cos play style, comic con/haunted house, costumes chasing people around in well lit areas. The result is it just looks like a guy in a foam rubber suit who's legs and arms have fallen asleep and can't see out of his Halloween costume while he's having a stroke. The only even slightly redeeming quality of the film is the 1940's camera that the camera operator uses manually flips between different lenses for an interesting effect. This vintage camera effect too comes at a price, however. There are constant "film effects" such as frame skipping, bad gating, and other various visual "noise" that one would expect if filming on a hand-held 8mm camera such as grainy looks, scratches and dirt on the film, etc. This novelty quickly wears out it's welcome like the 100th time you heard that Chumbawumba song about getting knocked down in the 90's. The sound of the film also suffers from the simulated short comings of a vintage camera, such are hearing the whirring effects of the reels, the sound sometimes becomes muffled and unintelligible due to the camera's poor microphone which gets banged around a lot, The other sound effects in the film appear to have been lifted from various sound effects CD's that were purchased from clearance bins at the local Halloween super store.Then there's the plot, which is predictable and boring. I won't spoil anything here, but there's nothing earth shattering. No big surprises. No twists. Bruce Willis does not turn out to have been dead the entire time. The worst offense of the film however, is it's inability to recognize itself. Instead of having some fun with it's low budget presentation and providing a wink to the audience hear or a slight gag there, it instead tries to present itself as a serious film throughout. The lack of self awareness is painful at times. Instead of feeling as if I was laughing with the director or sharing his vision, I felt as if I was cringing like I was watching a wedding guest give a toast that turned into his blackout, drunken confession of love to the uncomfortable bride.Watch this movie at your own peril. It has all the charm of a made for TV, low budget, B movie from 80's. Just without the campy fun parts.