It had me squirming, and the sheer anarchy and amoral chaos involved was refreshing.

Smith's singularly bizarre novel managed what this film cannot: fear and sympathy.

Slick, sick stuff, but save the odd squirm, a killer-plant horror that doesn't grow anywhere.

If you are in the mood for some interesting body horror and some laughs at a movie that takes itself way too seriously, this is it. It’s not great, but it’s not terrible, and boy, it’s ironically funny.