The film revolves around an accident at a gas station, after which these deadly events were followed completely. At that dangerous time, the police only discover the victim's tape as the detective joins to get rid of more convictions that have disappeared.
The story's strained, reaching plot goes so far off the CommonSense-o-Meter that there's more than enough "evidence" to convict this movie of impersonating a good mystery.
Neither suspenseful nor even comprehensible, John Swetnam's dashed-off script (carelessly directed by Olatunde Osunsanmi) throws up plenty of red herrings - and a stupendously idiotic ending - but not a single character worth caring about.
Michael Sragow
Orange County Register
July 18, 2013
[Evidence] tries to camouflage a standard serial-killer story with digital flimflam and intellectual pretensions.
Again, that the film actually makes time to set up a purpose for the found footage is marvelous. The rest of Evidence doesn't share the same inspiration.
Moyer plays scenes as if he'd rolled out of bed at noon after a long night of shooting in Bon Temps and had his script pages shoved into his hands five minutes before the director called "Action."
