With a title like that, what can a body do but check it out. Thankfully this is not a collection of flat cats and buckets of blood. What we have instead is a detective story, circa 1940's murder mystery movie, only if full colour. Great concept!

The two artists collaborate in the narrative and if they are on the same wave length with the idea, they are on different levels of skills when it comes to painting. Never mind, the whole presentation is a positive as there are touches of an active sense of humour on show. For instance, in Tapscott's It's not the Blues Brothers but it ain't far off #2, the composition consists of a yellow car in mid-flight between the two sides of a yawning draw bridge seen from beneath. He must have used a toy car as the model as we can see the toy manufacturer's imprint on the underside of the car. Tapscott needs to display more gusto in his work. I'd like to see the same brushwork in the shirt of the fleeing lad of Run Forrest, Run! employed in the rest of the painting to give it the sense of action it needs.

Pattinson seems to have better control of his medium. In fact the excellent self portrait In the Home of the Perpetrator is the star of the show and worth the detour to the venue. In this painting the artist depicts himself crouched, like a detective sorting out a clue, in the lower right hand corner of a large canvas covered in blood red pigment. Despite the silly imagery scratched in the surface, which endangers the impact of the composition, it is a splendid work. Pattinson also creates a surreal-like scenario of casual horror in Damn Child-proof Lighters! where the victor of a bloody fist-fight stands over his KO'd opponent and tries to light up a cigarette.

Pattinson is well versed in portrait drawing and painterly mark making. He would do well to assist his collaborator in these aspects of art if they intend another dual attack on the viewing audience. Which I do hope will be in the not to distant future.