Russian mobsters force a family to break into a remote country manor and steal top secret documents. Unbeknown to the reluctant thieves, the manor hides a seedy secret!
If you are prepared to stick out the meandering and confusing set up and can suspend your disbelief through to the second half, then you will be rewarded with a gung-ho climax that compensates.
Firmly in the great British tradition of toilet humour, I'd like to think Attack of the Adult Babies has a future as a cult classic with fans dressing up in nappies, with stick-on pig noses, to catch midnight screenings.
If Brunt's film sounds puerile, it advertises that quality in its title. If its humour is strictly gutter level, it acknowledges its trash status through a fixation on fetishes & faeces. Adult babies in the audience will likely be gurgling with glee.
