Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear.
After a promising start this very British film had me hoping for a result like 28Days Later or Dog Soldiers. Instead I get something Sub-Torchwood (I like Torchwood, but the bad episodes are VERY bad).
The film was rolling along nicely until we meet the family and 1 hr later I was still baffled as to who was related and who was a friend. Nobody was likeable. The acting was dreadful and the monster non-existent.
The twist, when it came, was so obvious that I had guessed it at least 1/2 way into the film and effects were truly laughable.
Oh and a note from the filmmaker. If you want your lead to be bald, don't use a bald cap. They are obvious. Shave their head. You ARE paying them and Bale nearly kills himself for realism. Bit more effort please?
Paul Out...and bloody disappointed. Its crap like this that damages the reputation of British Horror.
PS Why the FUCK is it called 13hrs? Answers on the back of a £20 note to the usual address.