A disparate group of middle-raged misfits converge at a desolate holiday lodge ostensibly to get pie-eyed drunk, and scatter the ashes of an estranged friend, but in the trope-honoured tradition of Amicus Horror we are grimly introduced to a number of creepy-creaky comedy/horror tales, most oddly favouring a more jocular approach, all replete with more sardonic squabbling than spine-fingering fright, but it's amiable enough in its cosy sitcom, footsies up on the footstool fashion, but the writing just isn't sharp enough to bite through the somewhat plastic veneer. Abigail Blackmore's sporadically schlocky sequential shocker 'Tales From The Lodge' might still do in a pinch if you have seen Brit-horror classics 'Severance', and 'Inbred' one too many times, but with some wittier lines, and more inventive kills, 'Tales From The Lodge' might have been far more consistently engaging, but any splattery film with potty-mouthed Johnny Vegas resplendent in a blonde mullet wig wantonly wasting zombies can't be all bad, mayte! And, to be fair, the committed acting from a well-known cast of Telly-Box favourites is better than the rather tepid film deserves!