Blokeish banter gives way to chilling dread and a pagan moose monster with antlers for hands in this effective British-made, Sweden-set horror picture. An impressive Rafe Spall heads a cast of mates who decide to honour the memory of their murdered friend by respecting his wish that they all go hiking in a godforsaken wilderness. Initially more concerned with the continual rain and the chafing of their hi-tech breathable outdoor clothing, the men realise they have more to worry about when they attempt a shortcut through the woods. The film blends the geezer-humour of Dog Soldiers with the backwoods superstitions of The Wicker Man and chucks in a monstrous quadruped tree demon with a taste for human entrails. It’s enjoyably gory but not in the same league as the films it emulates.
