The Stepfather

The genre has diverged into two paths: the brutally gruesome and the suspenseful. This is going for the latter, which would have been fine if it were in fact thrilling.

There's mayhem all over the place and not a policeman, or much logic, in sight. Watchable nonsense, with performances better than the story deserves.

Cliché-ridden and full of plot-holes.

Not so much a contemporary re-make of Joseph Ruben's 1987 psychological thriller as a lobotomised bastard step-child: over-plotted, over-long, and stripped of the original's sharp, satirical subversion of suburban family values.

If the movie's attic-bound climax is a little predictable and the plot holes rather gaping, The Stepfather, unlike many of its more prestigious A-class competitors, is never less than entertaining.

It's all very silly, but effective popcorn entertainment.

This inane venture into familiar territory does nothing besides inspire audiences to put the 1987 original into their rental queue.

While it suffers from a few plot holes, lack of gore, and some cheesy horror tropes along the way, it proves to be an enjoyable film overall.

Walsh's performance as David is so limp that it's difficult to imagine David outwitting any of his victims in the film.

What a shame that the remake fell into the unwieldy hands of the same jokers responsible for last year's execrable Prom Night redo.