YouTube reviewer and hoarder of plastic/electronic tat Stuart Ashen receives a mysterious package in the mail that sets the pale one on a quest for the elusive Gamechild (a cheapo Gameboy knock-off). The Indy Jones comparisons were expected, but beneath the homage it also serves to highlight how ridiculous those films really are.
At times it also feels like a poor-man’s Simon Pegg film, but that too seems intentional and is touched upon in the narrative.
It's a little flat in places, and people pop in and out for no reason, but if you’re a fan of Ashens’ style it’s a funny and rewarding experience. It’s also surprisingly well-lit considering it was shot in Norwich; it must have been during that week the sun came out in summer.
2½ ass-calls out of 5
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