This is one of those films that you read the premise of and decided, what the hell, lets go along with it just for a crack, or go into Mystery Theater mode. It somewhat falls between the two as its preposterous, though no more so than a battery operated doll being possessed by the soul a serial killer. And then there are the actors deciding to go along with it virtually signalling intervention to the audience should you decide to take that route.

There isn’t too much to the set up other than serial killer the Violator (Neil Sandilands) is cornered by police shot and killed but just before he downloads his soul, in to a drone. In another part of town newly-weds Rachel (Alex Essoe) and Chris (John Brotherton) have just moved into their new high-tech luxury home and set about setting the place up.

The very pretty new neighbour Corrine (Anita Briem) introduces herself with a nod and wink and a sashay in to their new home for a peek around. What also finds its way in to the yard is a sophisticated drone that Chris pinches and decides to get fixed. The dog isn’t happy about it sensing trouble but of course it’s ignored.

Strange things start to happen when architect Rachel has problems with her computer and the home electrics. Also files of photos of their neighbour in her bikini are downloaded onto the computer that could only have filmed by the drone and no points for guessing the chief suspect. There then follows various scenes with the couple having difficulties until they actually start to think about things and the mental dimmer is finally turned up.

Directed by Jordan Rubin and co-written by Jon and Al Kaplan, there’s more than enough gore to keep those that like this sort of thing happy and it’s silly enough to pass the time away everyone for everyone else. The actors are having a ball and well in the joke and the daftness of it all. It’s a one-off bleary-eyed filler after the pub, or a festival sorbet before the next film, either way it’s unlikely to bear up to repeat viewings.