The Eye…Infinity

The confusingly-titled third instalment in Oxide and Danny Pang's popular Eye series bears little relation to its predecessors. Here, the Pang brothers have opted for the ever-reliable theme of fatally ignorant teens dabbling in the occult, despite persistent warnings from a wise old lady that they'll wind up in an alternate dimension full of very angry spirits.

A beginner's guide to movie clichés, this formulaic offering comes complete with demonic children, a sinister wrinkled junk shop owner, ghosts who wander around unaware of their own demise, an inexplicably high-selling cursed spell book and the obligatory poignant home movie montage. The ghostly effects, limited to shadow, mist, and repetitive close-ups of straggly-haired souls in messily applied face paint, aren't nearly enough to merit the cast's incessant petrified shrieking, and the film's comic touches sit uneasily with its attempts at atmospheric horror: for every genuinely funny moment there is a fart gag or breakdancing sequence which serves only to reduce any much-needed tension.

Too vague and fitful to be a coherent slasher parody, and too short of scares to be a straightforward thriller, this awkward mix of crude humour, tear-jerking sentimentality and ambient spookiness will leave fans bemused and a little sleepy. [Lisa Jones]