Mother Father Sister Brother Frank review frantic night of murder, mayhem and family bonding
Briefly

The family that eats together stays together, they say. But the proverb will have to be tweaked for director Caden Douglas's cartoonishly grisly comedy, in which a family's regular Sunday dinner ends with the neighbour's dog running around the back garden with a severed human arm clamped between its teeth.
You could describe Mother Father Sister Brother Frank as Fargo-esque, in the sense that it's a tale of nice ordinary folks doing bad stuff while snow falls serenely around them though in truth it is less flavoursome and the humour is more obvious, not so deliciously off-kilter.
The script is not exactly light touch and depends for a lot of its laughs on nice wholesome Joy swearing, or dad Jerry's constant refrain of They had a discount at Costco.
What's missing, perhaps, is the spark of originality. Mother Father Sister Brother Frank is on digital platforms from 27 January.
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