The countryside is being terrorised by packs of giant man-eating - well, rabbits actually. Who thought this one up? Step forward Russell Braddon, Aussie author of Year of the Angry Rabbit, which producer AC Lyles recklessly decided to turn into a movie. The Lyles policy (see his numerous B-Westerns) of packing the cast with fading middle-aged stars has a certain gloomy fascination, as does the whole idea of rampaging bunnies emitting leopard-like growls as they bound along in slow-motion, intent on devouring the likes of DeForest Kelley. Impossible not to admire the total withholding of irony in Claxton's approach to this kamikaze project.