Mini-Review: Silly 'n' slapstick, but with smarts and heart and canny subversions of stereotypes (like Christopher Walken's surprise harem). And it's Christopher Walken. And ping pong! I was reluctant to see it after being so horribly burned on Superbad, which forced me to spend time with a dickhead idiot and tried in vain to straddle gross absurdity and poignant realism, but Balls restored my faith in the genre. It owns its crass whimsy and delights in it with great characters.

Mini-Review: Was this a joke? When your sly ironic shout-out to b-movie rubbish is indiscernable from real b-movie rubbish, you have a problem.

Mini-Review: Very, very uncomfortable portrayal of crime and violence. Coming from a society where this level of crime is a daily occurence and you don't need to go looking for it, I was squirming in my seat and at one point blinking back tears of outrage.

Mini-Review: Terrifying right up until the moment we see the vampires and, worse, they open their mouths to speak. They lapse into cartoonish villainy and pseudo-Zenisms like "what is broken must be broken". Beautifully shot though and blood on snow (& oil on snow) is real pretty.