2012 Running time: 84 Certificate: 15 Not yet rated


When a military cargo plane plunges to the ground in London, a ring of steel is thrown around the crash site. However, something nasty has escaped... and it's hiding in a storage warehouse where Noel Clarke is having a tiff with his ex-girlfriend (Antonia Campbell-Hughes). Joining them for a night of terror is a terrified warehouseman, Noel's dodgy best mate and an old codger who has made the warehouse his home. Written by Clarke, this eerie chiller borrows from Alien and Super 8 to provide traditional British horror thrills.


  • Johannes Roberts


  • Noel Clarke

  • Colin O'Donoghue

  • Antonia Campbell-Hughes

  • Laura Haddock

  • Alex Price


Noel Clarke's impressive but less than stratospheric career as a writer, director and actor has maintained an arc that seems to be heading for a place as British film's Lenny Henry.

His writing is competent but no more, his direction is adequate if not earth-shattering and his acting is amenable (he's been cast in the new Star Trek) but not exactly groundbreaking.

Storage 24, which Clarke wrote and stars in, is typical of his graft - solid if uninspired, slick if derivative and unable to escape the sense that if things had got bad Danny Dyer may have got the call.

Clarke plays Charlie, a jilted geezer who heads off to a storage warehouse in Battersea (the old Youngs brewery in Wandsworth doubles as the facility) to confront his Judy (Campbell-Hughes, latterly of Albert Nobbs) over her decision to give him the elbow.

Things get worse when the shutter system for the storage plant stays down...and Charlie discovers that his best mate (O'Donoghue) was playing away with his bird.

Then there's the nasty inconvenience of a reptilian alien that survived an military plan crash seeking sanctuary in the warehouse...but unwilling to share its new berth with Charlie and his chums.

This channels both Super 8 and Alien...but is a million light years away from those movies, opting instead for a very British take on horror - lots of running down corridors, crawling through pipes and effing and blinding.

Charlie's doomed romance takes up far too much screentime and sits awkwardly with the parallel thread gorily detailing the creature as it charges around the warehouse eviscerating anyone who comes close.

Still, it's diverting even if it never cranks up the tension much further than the odd jolt.