Titles for films can be extremely important. Even in this day and age, where trailers can be watched on the go, if a title doesn't grab you, you probably won't go out of your way to see it.

The reverse can also true; some films will command an audience just through its title alone. Unfortunately for Cockney Vs Zombies, its title is all it really has going for it.

With their parents no longer on the scene, brothers Terry (Rasmus Hardiker) and Andy (Harry Treadaway) look out for what family they have left – namely granddad Ray (Alan Ford).

When they learn that the care home he lives in is going to be knocked down and redeveloped, forcing him to leave his friends and move up north, they decide they have to do something about it. So they decide to rob a bank.

After relatively little obstruction in the bank, they set about their getaway. As soon they go through the doors however, they notice that something really rather weird has happened. Unbeknownst to them, a couple of builders in the area came across a buried vault, which they hoped would contain buried treasure. All that was there though, was a zombie curse, which they inadvertently unleashed on the East End of London.

So now all that's between them and their granddad and his band of old fogies, is wave after wave of flesh-eating zombies.

As usual, the Next sale attracted a monster turn out.

Cockneys Vs Zombies is always going to be one of those titles that you just cross your fingers that it will deliver. The reality is of course, is that it doesn't. It is nothing more than the value own brand version of Shaun of the Dead in every way possible.

Despite warm performances from all cast members young and old (including TV legend Richard Briers and Honor Blackman) the gags are so crow-barred in that they end up being an embarrassment.

The special effects do manage to impress, but there just aren't enough of them to satiate an average blood thirst.

Obviously Shaun of the Dead set the bar dizzyingly high as far as the zom-rom-com is concerned, but this effort languishes some way in its shadows.

Still, director Matthias Hoene, making his feature debut, should be given credit for getting a project off the ground with a title alone. It's just a shame it wasn't executed with more threatening brown bread and was more of a bubble bath.