What had been a romp grows serious, thus betraying the movie’s compact with an audience that agreed to its strictly amoral terms.

A heck of a debut from first-timer Shawn Simmons, and another powerful argument for A-list status for Samara Weaving. Bring on the sequel, which is obliged to be titled ‘Miny Moe’.

A mildly diverting yet strangely dated caper, a watered-down Tarantino rip-off without a soul of its own.

While the rapid tonal shifts occasionally graunch, there’s a lot to like about Eenie Meanie. With its combination of colourful characters and copious action sequences, it reminds one of Edgar Wright’s crowdpleasing Baby Driver.