Not entirely competent drama on the issue of animal hunting. A group of friends are holidaying on the estate of a Scottish island, their host a vociferous champion of blood sports.
One morning they each find themselves isolated on the moors, stripped to their undies and running for their lives from an armed gang of Animal Liberation nutters. Awkwardly double-decked, with one cast playing survivors "interviewed" as talking heads, while another act out the drama, Blooded keeps sliding into bathos. Wouldn't it have been more convincing to have just one actor per character instead of reminding us constantly of its status as a "re-creation"?