Inbred

It is tough to write about this movie. First and foremost, I have to admit, that I think the guy that made this, is exceptionally funny in person. Very modest and down to earth, he is a guy you can hang out with and talk to. Concerning his movie though (this one in particular), I have to say, that I couldn't really enjoy this. Not my cup of tea so to speak. I watched it at Frightfest too (as other reviewers here) and though the reviews have been mostly positive, the reaction of the crowd was split down the middle.

It's always like this with a movie that dares to be different and does not care about political correctness. But that's not my beef with it. I actually liked the main bad guy of the movie. He has charisma and brings quite a lot to his role. Unfortunately the humor the director boils it down to, never quite achieves anything (not for me that is).

Plot twists that are as weak as our "good" characters or their motivation. You are not used to people being clever in these movies, but the level of stupidity shown by some of the characters here defies explanation ... I'm not trying to tell you what to think of it, but I hope you got the mood the movie does live by and can decide for yourself, if that is worth your time

Being a fan of those movies that detail the clashes of culture, the backwoods inbred tortuous heathens vs the clean cut/city folk on vacation who always just fall right into the hands of their captors, i was right away interested to see this film. The story is a rehash of most of these type of movies. As the movie approached the half an hour mark i was starting to get bored, and once the "meat" of the movie began, it turned silly and predictable. One thing the film does have going for it are some exceptionally great kill scenes. In fact once the killing started i found myself fast forwarding to the next one, and on till the end. If the director had put more energy into the story and made me care if these people were well you know "taken care of inbred style" then it would of made for a better experience. All in all its the same ol same ol, with some great gore. I gotta give it a 5.

thanks for reading my first review!

Ha! I've been to Yorkshire loads of times and have only been chopped up by yokels a couple of times. The rest of the time it's been lovely. Good food! But now after watching this I think I might have ate human flesh a couple of times.

Four annoying teenagers and two social workers head off to some backward town in Yorkshire for some reason and quickly realise that the residents are a bit Royston Vasey (the League of Gentleman is a BIG influence on this film). So what started out as a group exercise quickly turns into a total gore fest as our non-locals try to escape being forced into one of the sickest 'shows' you'll ever see.

Honestly, this is one of those 'folks being carved up by locals' films, but with a healthy does of British sarcasm! That guy you see with the twitch and chainsaw? That's Paddy from soap opera Emmerdale! Points for that! And he's great! The outsiders go up against the local and it's literally an explosion of blood and guts, folks are cut in half, have their heads blown off, are stamped by horses, and one guy is forced full of cow crap until he explodes! This film is mental and without the humour may not have worked, but it worked for me! Paddy also made a zombie film...I'm well tracking that down...

Gory 'film-within-a-film' opening scene aside, Inbred takes a bloody age to get to the good stuff and could never be accused of being all that original, the 'city-folk falling foul of rural maniacs' plot-line borrowing heavily from many sources: The Texas Chain Saw Massacre, The League of Gentlemen, 2000 Maniacs, Hostel, Wrong Turn, and Straw Dogs, to name just a few.

However, it's all well worth the wait, Chandon finally opening the violence valves and lifting the splatter sluice gates after forty-five minutes to transform proceedings into a gloriously demented, blood-drenched piece of xenophobic craziness that more than lives up to the gory hype. True, some of the CGI is less than perfect, but with the level of nastiness set so high, it really doesn't matter: it's easy to ignore the occasional dodgy effect when people are being hideously mutilated with such regularity, enthusiasm and imagination.

Chandon pulls out the stops to entertain in the worst possible taste, with amazingly twisted characters and a catalogue of carnage that is truly staggering, including a fantastic beheading with a meat cleaver, numerous shot gun blasts to the head and torso, a horse stomping a skull, chainsaw dismemberment, and a really disgusting 'slurry pump body explosion'. The only thing he forgets to include is some gratuitous female nudity; even Emily Booth, who has a brief cameo, keeps all of her clothes on!

A group of young offenders and their care workers get more than they bargained for when they make an excursion to the aptly named Yorkshire village of Mortlake. On arrival, they receive a less-than-warm welcome from the inhabitants, a shambling, leering assortment of rural Northern stereotypes possessed of suspect genetics and psychotic intentions. Imagine Eli Roth directing The League of Gentlemen, or Eden Lake played for a (gruesome) laugh, and you've pretty much nailed the tenor taken here. Jo Hartley of This is England fame does a decent action heroine turn as one of the two care workers, and Seamus O'Neill's village pub patriarch proves a rather amusing antagonist with his rabble rousing and exaggeratedly provincial patois. Oh, and Emily Booth puts in a short-lived cameo, too! Sure, it's not essential viewing by any means, but, nevertheless, it proves an effective little hundred-minute diversion.