Promising more than it is able to deliver, it’s a case of a genre indie that stops short of becoming a kitschy B Grade classic.

If you can withstand spending nearly two hours in the company of these grating, argumentative characters, there are rewards to be had in a skillfully wrought, twisty suspense tale.

The title of “Crumb Catcher” is all too apt. Skotchdopole sprinkles bits and pieces that add up to very little.

[Crumb Catcher] is a tense but wildly uneven reworking of the home-invasion subgenre – a social horror that derives thrills from the idea of being over-exposed to the unforeseeable nightmares that find their way to our doorsteps.