Xan Brooks 

The Seasoning House – review

The British actors speak in thick See-yerbian accents in this queasy, cut-price Yugoslav revenge saga, writes Xan Brooks
  
  


The Bosnian conflict repeats itself as exploitative horror in this queasy, cut-price revenge saga. Here is a tale in which the British actors speak in thick See-yerbian accents and pebble-dashed Uxbridge doubles as Yugoslav suburbia, while the camera prowls the interior of a nightmarish Balkan brothel as though it's taken a wrong turn out of an 80s pop video. Debut director Paul Hyett earned his reputation as a prosthetics wiz on films like The Descent and The Woman in Black; the human monsters he gives us here might as well be made out of cardboard.

 

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