Another day, another dodgy horror. Oh well, let's get on with it. There's this outside shed, ya see? And children used to be sacrificed to the devil there. This would understandably affect property values, so you can't blame estate agent Craig McLachlan (!!) from being less than forthcoming when he sells it and the adjoining house to a single mother, her rebellious teenage son and two smaller kiddywinks. It isn't long before the littlest ones are sneaking off at night to the hut, cutting their arms and experiencing a complete change in personality. A sign something demonic is on the loose... or maybe they're going through that difficult emo phase?
When the biggest threat is KILLER GIANT VINES, you know you're in trouble. The silliness of the enterprise is summed up by the final 'epic' confrontation, which if nothing else, breaks down new boundaries in excessive incoherence. As for the victims, the ones you expect to perish bite the bullet... in the exact order you'd anticipate, too. The only thing shocking here is the glimpse or two we get of an early 21st century computer which seems as outdated now as MySpace. What's that, you ask? Exactly. 4/10
