All My Friends Hate Me

Strange goings-on are afoot when 30-something voluntary worker Pete (played by co-writer Tom Stourton) returns to the UK and heads to a big house in the country for a birthday celebration with old pals. The reunion is blighted by the airing of dirty laundry and past grievances (and the presence of a mysterious local), as an increasingly paranoid Pete suspects his fellow millennials are conspiring to drive him off the rails. Billed as a comedy horror, the film falls frustratingly between both stools in its attempts to serve up a psychological thriller examining alienation. The fact characters are drawn so broadly they verge on cliché and unimaginative plot twists are telegraphed in advance also undermines the film's best intentions. "I feel like I'm in a bad horror film," Pete says at one point, although in truth it's closer to a half-hearted Inside No 9 knock-off that takes three times as long to reach its underwhelming conclusion.