Mass murder? It’s just not cricket! Be bowled over Down Under by a vengeance-crazed serial killer with an impressive moustache in Stacey Edmonds and Doug Turner’s co-directed comedy horror. After bullying endured two decades earlier at an exclusive boy’s school, someone is using an arsenal of razor-fingered cricket gloves, sharpened stumps and nailed balls to slash their old team to ribbons. But which of the remaining eleven is the ‘Pommie bastard psycho’ spoilsport? Detective Inspector Kim Reynolds gets them together to find the answer. Batting way above average in pitching its shock, and fielding knowing nods at many classics of the genre from Friday the 13th to Dressed to Kill, the sticky wicket splatter combines upper class British sensibilities with brash Aussie humour for a fun test match. The gore is top draw, portraying a devilishly twisted imagination, and the murder weapons are absolutely hilarious. Who said cricket was boring!
 

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