A bunch of strangers on the subway have to band together when a group of bible-thumping weirdos start murdering everybody in sight with knives hidden in their crosses. Seems that their cult believes that the end is nigh, and that it's their job to go around "saving" everybody before demons show up to drag them to hell.
Judging from it's flat made-for-TV-movie-esque look, blandly affable cast and, it has to be said, frequently cheesy tone, I surmised after only a few minutes of watching that End of the Line was of Canadian heritage. Yet despite it's Degrassi Jr High production values, I have to admit that it's a lot of fun. It takes the premise into all sorts of unexpected directions, has a number of clever sequences and delivers exactly the right amount of over-the-top gore. It's never as scary or disturbing as it sometimes tries to be (like so many other things Canadian, it's just too darn likable to have any edge), but it's frequently a hoot.
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