As confused a cinematic masala as you’re likely to see this year, Desi Boyz plagiarises gleefully from every comedy, drama and romance going and fuses its finds together with a shuddering dose of song, dance and waxed torsos. It’s nonsense, obviously, but it’s enormously entertaining nonsense.

As a huge proportion of horror films become ever more identikit, gory and bland, it’s very easy to write off the whole genre as worthless. But we’re standing up and saying NO MORE! There’s gold in them thar pans of muddy shite, and we’re going to find it.