Doghouse, which was called Zombie Harlem in Japan (I can’t tell if that’s better or worse), is a British horror-comedy that’s been resting in my Netflix queue for the better part of two years. One of those films that sounds interesting, but has an air of uncertain quality about it. The official synopsis goes a little something like this: a group of men head to a remote village to help their friend get over a divorce, only to find it overrun with women who hunger for flesh. Sounds titillating right? And by titillating, I mean it should have a lot of boobs in it, right? And carnage? And death? Correct! That’s what it sounds like. But that’s not what it is.

I’m a sucker for films that plop a handful of characters smack dab in the middle of a truly engaging and interesting mystery. Not a murder mystery mind you, but one where no one seems to know what the hell is going on or how they got there. It’s not a common theme due mostly to how easy it is to screw up when it comes time for the big reveal, but sometimes the movie works (Cube), sometimes it doesn’t (Unknown), and sometimes it comes so close you can taste John Cusack’s liberal agenda (Identity). The Last Seven is a brand new DVD release in the UK that looks to fit happily into this very precise genre. Seven people, five men and two women, awaken in modern day London only to discover they appear to be the last seven in existence. What happened? And more importantly, what’s going to happen next?