While undeniably quite remarkable in overall aesthetic, Blood Moon seems to build to a climax which never fully materialises.
A light-hearted introduction and jumping-off point for anyone new to zombies, with enough know-how to cope when the dead rise.
A half-baked, ambitious ending, but the film is effectively creepy and satisfyingly lensed, its shocks permeated with a melancholy calm.
Not a bad parody of 90s high-school horror, but its deliberate clichés fall short.
It is not just in its writing and direction that Housebound excels; the production design is a feast for the eyes.
With its icky transformation scenes, lashings of blood and gore, and bizarre sense of humour, this has cult stamped all over it.