Cuckoo

There’s a dizzying amount to see and hear in German film-maker Tilman Singer’s brash style-over-substance horror Cuckoo, a film that pokes and prods and screeches with just about enough vim and volume to keep us mostly engaged.

...a deliriously fun mess.

A satisfying watch for snobs and sickos, it second-guesses itself too often for a horror that promises to bend our minds.

The cast’s off-the-wall performances make this into a whacked-out oddity.

Singer is a wonderfully imaginative filmmaker, paying homage to giants of the genre world including The Wicker Man, Rosemary’s Baby and Village of the Damned.

It has properly oozy deep-red fake blood, like the horror greats of old. It boasts burbling, cracking, creaking sound design to set you on edge.