Co-written by stars Alice Lowe and Steve Oram, the humour is blacker than tar and the deaths more brutal than your average Hollywood slasher; a combination that has struck a nerve with everyone but me. I'm ashamed to say this is the first Wheatley film I've clapped eyes on and while it's clear that he's a talented director worthy of the overwhelming praise he seemingly receives with each new film, I mostly sat in the Odeon West End in the midst of LFF madness and quietly wondered why I was the only person not weeping with laughter.
Tina's (Lowe) transformation from doormat to murderer is the linchpin in this barmy road movie that dips significantly when it relies on the kind of joke you'd expect from an Adam Sandler movie. Dog licks man's arse during sex, anyone? Sightseers may not have had me laughing very much but it's a wonderfully British affair that gives everyone in the audience a chance to live vicariously through some characters ballsy and insane enough to pop off all the annoying pricks they run into, which is something we've all dreamed of doing. Cracking 80s soundtrack, too.