This is such twaddle it becomes kind of fun, except that there’s an uncomfortable feeling – as with many vigilante movies – that the film is revelling in the sexual violence and covering itself with the fig leaf of justice-seeking.

Leslie Felperin

The Guardian

Caught between a hero with no personality and a villain with way too much (Fletcher’s slobbering performance has to be seen to be believed), Raymond comforts himself with shots of people gazing pensively at clues and pulling grisly things from drains.

Jeannette Catsoulis

The New York Times

Night Hunter is good enough that we can see why a cast of this caliber would sign on and trek to Canada in the winter. There are good scenes, good lines, a couple of good performances. But whatever coherence the players saw on the page was lost in the trip between the shoot on set and the editing bay, from the looks of it.

Roger Moore

Movie Nation