Sometimes you can say it runs in the family ... sometimes it is just one bad sheep that will put a bad name to all. What could be the case here? Is being rebelious the same as being an ice cold killer? Of course not, right? There are more degrees to what consists of being a bad person or a bad parent/sibling and the movie explores a few of them.

Depending on your view on things you may feel different things on the characters displayed. I would argue that you can have empathy for at least the kid. That doesn't mean you will condone his behaviour. There are good arguments to be made and there are certain things said that make sense. This is not the greatest movie, but it does try to be more than just a slasher/horror movie. The low budget nature of it means, you have to forgive a few downfalls in certain areas ... if you do, there is a decent movie here

Pre-teen horror fan Marty (an excellent performance by Gavin Brown) discovers that his angry and distant older brother Steve (a chilling and convincing portrayal by Ethan Philbeck) is a for real serial killer.

Writer/director Scott Schirmer relates the morbidly compelling story at a deliberate pace, grounds the grim premise in a thoroughly plausible workaday reality, ably crafts a beautifully brooding mood, and maintains a dark and daring tone throughout. The love and loyalty between the two brothers gives this film an extra strong and substantial emotional punch while the inevitable violent conclusion is simply devastating. Brown and Philbeck both excel in their difficult and demanding roles; they receive sturdy support from Phyllis Munro as Marty's sweet, but ineffectual mom, Louie Lawless as an abusive racist father, Alex Kogan as Marty's jerky friend David, and Edward Jackson as mean bully Marcus. A very potent and unsettling little knockout.

Having recently watched and thoroughly enjoyed retro-slasher Headless (2015),I immediately sought out Found (2012),where Headless began life as a 'film-within-a-film'. Like Headless, Found revolves around a psychotic killer twisted by his upbringing, but the two films couldn't be more different in style: where Headless is an all out exercise in depravity and splatter, with as much in-your-face deviancy and gore as possible, Found takes a more thoughtful and believable approach to its horror, although it proves no less shocking in the end. If anything, the fact that it all takes place in a very real world makes it even more disturbing than Headless's cartoonish excess.

The film starts with young horror movie fan Marty (Gavin Brown) declaring "My brother keeps a human head in his closet": as opening gambits go, it's a corker, immediately setting the tone—one of brooding menace, slow-burn tension, and macabre horror within a seemingly normal suburban setting. We watch as Marty sneaks into his brother Steve's bedroom to look at a series of severed heads; the boy studies them with a mixture of fear and fascination, too young to fully comprehend the gravity of the situation, unsure of what course of action to take. Marty tells no-one of his discovery—that his brother is a serial killer—frightened of what might happen if Steve (Ethan Philbeck) ever found out.

Of course, Steve does eventually realise that his brother knows his ghastly secret, and what follows is a gradual descent into hell, culminating in a final bloody image guaranteed to sear itself into the mind and remain there for quite some time. The film also resonated with me both as a parent and a horror fan: Steve's psychosis is the result of failed parenting—his father's bigotry, his mother's apathy, and an over exposure to violent imagery at a young age. It's made me think long and hard about how I speak to my kids, how much attention I pay to what they are doing, and what level of on-screen violence I expose them to. One thing's for sure, they're not watching August Underground's Mordum for at least a few more years.

8.5/10, rounded up to 9 for IMDb.