A grim horror-comedy that amuses only when it tries to alarm.
I felt like taking my felt pen to the film's poster and turning the overindulged star's name into "J'aime pas Winstone".
Elfie Hopkins has a promising set-up and some suitably quirky set design but it's let down by a disappointing script and a one-note performance from Jaime Winstone.
| Original Score: 2/5
It would be interesting to see how many people want to walk out after half an hour. But I bet they stay put for the horribly gruesome bits.
| Original Score: 0/5
A poor screenplay and some dubious acting in subsidiary roles make for a misguided horror thriller.
| Original Score: 1/5
This film treads a line between camp horror (Ray Winstone's ludicrous butcher providing welcome comic relief) and a violent gore-fest.
It doesn't totally take off until the final act, but there's evidence here that Ryan Andrews will become a force to be reckoned with.
Despite the addition of dark fun and much-needed action, the over-the-top carnage unfortunately intensifies the feature's lack of depth and balance.
It's cheaply made, shambolically written, diabolically acted, badly directed and excruciatingly awful.
There are moments when even the actors seem embarrassed to be there.
There's a hint of camp pleasure to be gained from the film's early soft-focus domestic scenes and late hysterics, but 'Elfie Hopkins' is sunk by a lame script and mannered performances.
Lamentable in script, performance and execution...
It's a bit of a mess that doesn't serve its decent cast well. Avoid like a stinky kipper.
Gratuitous gore, contrived plotting... and Ray Winstone's butcher cameo deserves to be filleted.