Whatever you’re expecting from a British horror comedy called Book of Monsters you’ll get it here, in Stewart Sparke’s totally madcap micro-budget monster mash. A lovingly-made and naturally funny crowd-pleaser, it’s the sort of balls-to-the-wall low-rent genre filmmaking that’s kept the scene alive for so long, bathed in practical blood and guts and huge, physical puppets.
**** 4/5