I have always had a soft spot in my heart for killer kid movies. The genre demands considerable suspension of disbelief. If a toddler were trying to kill me (or any adult for that matter) a swift kick in the face would resolve the problem. If for some reason that didn’t work just pick the kid up, drive to a cliff, and chuck little Johnnie into the abyss. Story is over. But that is what makes killer kid films fun – the ridiculousness of the situation.
The Children depicts a couple families that trounce off to spend winter holidays in a secluded house. The kids become infected by some goop and turn into murderous rampaging killers. Fun for everyone!
Thankfully, this film holds up pretty well when compared against others in the genre. It has a nice atmosphere that lends itself to being creepy. A significant amount of character development is also present, setting up the conundrum the parents face. Should they kill their children or not? The gore comes, but much like other British horror, you have to wait for it.
The movie mostly avoids the clichés that drag these films into cheesedom. The parents however, do make some extraordinarily dumb moves (of course) throughout the film. And some of the deaths are way to convenient (dodgy writing). None of this distracts from the overall goodness, this is a killer kid movie after all.
The acting was respectable all around with Hannah Tointon leading the way as the stereotypical teenage girl who doesn’t want to spend time with her family. Can you blame her? Everyone in her family under 10 is a murderer.
While the film covers nothing new in the genre, it is a fun time waster and all fans of killer kids should watch.
Snore Factor: ZZZ