Cuckoo - Reviews

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.

...the Bavarian Alps... ...Like Appalachia in the U.S., it’s a place a horror movie might take us to in search of scary people...

...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.

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.

...manages a resonant emotional B-plot that neither detracts from nor overtakes the outlandish A-plot.

...underhållande pastisch på skräckfilmsgenren, men en fantastisk ensemble, som kommer kunna lämna ett starkt intryck på rätt typ av publik.

...en konstnärlig skräckfilm som kräver tålamod men belönar nyfikenhet. Den är inte för alla, men helt klart minnesvärd.