By Daniel Bradley
Sometimes a weird film is just a weird film. Other times a weird film can make you feel weird for having watched it in the first place. This is an example of the latter.
Independent, alternative film making has always appealed to me. So when a film about a couple of dopey caravanning serial killers surfaced in an Empire podcast earlier this year, I jumped at the chance to catch it. Now I don't know how i feel about it… other than weird.
Let's break it down. Was it funny? Yes. Was it really funny? Yes, (in a 'I can't believe she just said that, oh my goodness, what is he doing…' kind of way). Was it consistently funny? No. Was it shocking? Yes...
There were moments throughout when I began to question the motives of the writer. It challenged me to watch on, as if daring me to go deeper in to the homicidal, tea fuelled minds of the two main characters. It was difficult to stop watching, and by the end I wasn't sure who I was rooting for anymore… I liked this pair initially… But that was before the petty squabbling and adolescent sexual shenanigans…
Honestly…? Who's to say you will like it, it's one of them. I'd say watch it if you're curious. But like doing most things because you're curious, you may end up with an unpleasant surprise.
Best bits: Misc graphic joke killing scene, dog humour.
Worst bits: Mother in law moments, forced suspense, empty feeling when you go to sleep afterwards.
Rating: 4/10
For fans of A Dog's Breakfast. (Actually, watch that instead. Canadian humour is great).
