Reviewed by Michael Dalton
I was only talking to a friend at Christmas about the state of modern horror movies and how dreary they've become. His bone of contention was that they coast through on gratuitous violence and how so many of them seem to be scored with heavy metal music as if it made them hardcore. He’d love Housebound, a deliciously kooky horror comedy from New Zealand that returns us to the good old things-that-go-bump-in-the-night style. Of course it skipped cinemas as so many finely crafted films do these days, and crafted is the key word here. From beginning to end, writer and director Gerard Johnstone, who obviously has great affection for the genre, turns the screws with comedy as black as night, perfectly aimed scares, and spot-on deadpan performances. This is a very good movie.