everything you have heard about this movie is true.

Instead, you get a movie that's enjoyable enough, but leaves you feeling like it could have been much, much more.

If the ambition is to provide two hours of instantly forgettable, popcorn-munching escapism, it succeeds.

The film never slows down or bores, plunging from one harrowing sequence to the next.

Amateurish, bloody, dimly-lit North Carolina production has the inimitable Earl Owensby as a mumbling, expressionless sheriff who must protect a town of unsuspecting yokels from an onslaught by a pack of aggressive rottweilers, trained by the government as special operations assassins, accidentally set free after the convoy transporting them overturns.Filmed in 3-D, director Keeter (a frequent Owensby collaborator, e.g. "Wolfman") builds an effective (and bloody) climax as the rabid hounds systematically corral the occupants of a luxury country club then treat themselves to the buffet. Camera angles framed for the purpose of accentuating the 3-D effects obviously do little when you're watching this on your regular TV-set (as I did), and the action is at times so cloaked in darkness (not to mention the incoherent dialogue) that it's often difficult to follow what's happening.If you accept that the flaws are attributable to its independent production values scale, and yet despite those constraints there's plenty of gory attack scenes and expensive looking explosions for those interested, then you might be persuaded to watch "Rottweiler" (aka "Dogs from Hell") at least once. Hard to locate, I got my copy as a VHS reject during the DVD revolution and I suspect the ex-rental market is the only place you'll find a copy, until someone enterprising (perhaps Owensby himself) decides to unlock the 3-D potential and re-release on DVD.

I first saw this in 2-D VHS and didn't really like it. A few years later i got my hands on a 3-D (field sequential)VHS copy and was quite surprised by the photography. The film was originally titled 'Rottweiler'. The story concerns a pack of genetically engineered attack dogs (for the military) that escape and cause havoc among citizens of a sleepy mountain town. Think 'Jaws' with dogs instead of sharks. You get the idea. Many scenes were well composed to take full advantage of the 3-D medium. Of course the acting is horrible, plot and script nearly missing but hey, it's a 3-D movie. What did you expect? Just sit back, put your 3-D glasses on, turn your brain off and enjoy it for what it is. A z-grade 3-D guilty pleasure. Otherwise, skip it.

This 3-D horror film, from Earl Owensby Studios, pits the local sheriff (played by Earl Owensby) against a pack of specially bred man-killing Rottweilers.The U.S. Military has developed a new experimental weapon; Rottweilers who have been specially bred and trained to replace soldiers in gorilla warfare situations. Unfortunately for the residents of Lake Lure (America's Mountain Playground) the dogs have escaped and are killing anyone they come across.Although dead bodies are turning up left and right Sheriff Hank Willis inexplicably decides not to warn the community, but instead puts together a posse to hunt down the dogs. The dogs are quite easy to kill, as their heads explode whenever they are shot, but finding the dogs before the dogs find their next victim is no easy task. Eventually the truth of the bloody-deaths reveals itself to the population, but common sense in this small resort town is in short supply. Soon only the sheriff is left alive to protect his town and family from the savage killers. Complicating matters further is the presence of Adam Fletcher, the scientist responsible for the creation of the military super-dogs. Fletcher wants to protect his experimental canine subjects, and is willing to fight Willis to save his dogs.Rottweiler: Dogs of Hell is not the worst film of its kind (Skeeter immediately comes to mind). It is a watchable movie, but I would recommend it to only the most serious of Rottweiler lovers. I rate it a 5 out of 10.

Oh my, how scary. Nice doggies wagging their tails. What are they going to do? Lick my face 'til death?