Director Jim Groom has clearly watched a lot of Seventies horror/exploitation movies.

Room 36 is his perfect, no-budget pastiche, complete with crude acting, limp jokes, gratuitously nasty violence and a perfunctory plot (revolving around a broken room number in a sordid Paddington hotel).

The cinematography is great (black and white, with occasional splashes of red) and a few of the characters sport a scuzzy glamour.

But what's the point? Like Gus Van Sant's shot-for-shot remake of Psycho, this is an in-joke that keeps all but the most ardent cineastes locked out.

Room 36
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