There’s plenty man hunting to be had, even with our main character beating anyone he can to find Pang, the fast and homicidal young man. But Cheang lacks any sense of suspense of real pay off to keep us watching “Dog Bite Dog” and often times I found myself bored and desperately clinging to the hope that the title was more than just a play on words.

For the first half, Cheang’s film is an anarchic crime thriller of police officers chasing this relentless killer in a world of animals from druggies to criminals, but the allegory is lost, in a muck of meaningless extrapolation, endless flashbacks to our characters’ lives, and commentary that comes off as flimsy and weak. Cheang never intends on focusing on the way this man was raised, and how it contributed to his animosity. He instead points to it using it as plot motivation and moves on to characters we can barely care about, with a story that’s your typical chase thriller. “Dog Bite Dog” is weak and utterly limp, and I was utterly disappointed in the end.