A horror/thriller centered on the origin of the monsters that are born in childhood and are passed on by the family.
A satisfying conclusion to an otherwise derivative, moderately engaging scary movie.
Early atmospheric chills eventually give way to an exasperating plot twist.
Though short on shocks and mild in horror terms, Fresnadillo’s fantasy has a lot of heart and sincerity in equal measure.
Things fall apart during the last act revelations, which fatally undermine the film's logic and feel like scant reward for the patience required in reaching them. Horror fans, especially, will feel cheated.
This is really very humdrum stuff compared to the electric strangeness of Intact.
A very silly and unsatisfying film with some passable performances.
Director Juan Carlos Fresnadillo favours creepy suspense over gore resulting in a polished psychological drama.
The scares just aren't that scary, and Owen merely reprises his impersonation of a man in the throes of a catastrophic breakdown.
Intruders mildly intrigues for the first hour. Then, when the end comes, you realise the makers had no clue as to how to wrap it up.
The Spanish aspect is more powerfully atmospheric than the British one.
General release. Check local listings for show times.