“There is something to be said for a film enamored with the process. 3D inspiration is abound and ridiculous – an infant lowered into view, hands groping the audience, yo-yos, peeling onions; anything is suitable, sensible or not. Anthony treats his role seriously, unaware of the exploitation’s process. His character must be aware of the absurdity. Worse, Comin’ at Ya is only dressing up a placid revenge tale in 3D. It’s a story of helpless women sold into brothels and the man who comes to save them, old fashioned and uncomfortably bland.”