It's a horror anthology film, but as the narrator/host (I was sure he was played my Michael Anderson, the Man From Another Place in Twin Peaks, but it's an actor named Paul Ford) explains, this one's going to be 'a little fucked up'. The Twilight Zone this is in structure but definitely ain't in flavour.

In fact, it's not even really horror, and without excessive gore, nudity, swearing or any of the other trappings of horror or horror/comedy (as its billed), it's not even really the visuals as much as the premise of each story that's in fact 'fucked up'.

The first one, about a married couple and their friends on a regular game night, sees one of the guests make the oft-told joke 'that's what she said' and the husband being driven dangerously insane trying to figure out who 'she' is.

The next one deals with a lovelorn young woman who finds a dead body wrapped in rags in a river, fishes it out, cleans it up, puts clothes on it and has it pose as her boyfriend to her friends and the world.

The third one starts with a convenience store robbery in progress, then goes back to explain how the robbers came to be there; they're three friends, two of which are horrified to learn their friend has never ejaculated and can only get sexually aroused by dangerous and stressful situations and who decide to stage the robbery to help him get off.

An Uber eats driver makes a delivery in the remote desert in the next one, where his customer is a crazy old conspiracy theorist type living in a compound by himself and who claims to be the younger man's older self from the future, and where they have to sleep together to avert some global catastrophe.

The next one deals with an overreaction to an offhand comment among a group of gangsters playing poker, and the last one, 'Daddy's Home', I don't remember and can't find a description of online.

The group that made the film, also called Tiny Cinema, seems to be a contemporary film company a bit like Radio Silence, and after what was probably a history of inventive shorts and mild hits on YouTube, they scraped together enough money (or someone financed them) to make what they do into a feature, complete with a Rod Serling figure introducing each new segment.

That the host has dwarfism and rolls along in a wheelchair is weird, and that's the m.o. of the whole movie. How much you enjoy it will depend on your tolerance for weird in concept rather than execution.