Murderous barber? Check. Alaskan village where the sun never comes up? Check. The Barber oddly relies on two plot devices to get its simplistic tale across (the barber is killing people in an Alaskan village where the sun never comes up), with Malcolm McDowell narrating all the while. This is cute for awhile but it soon wears thin, with the gimmicks grinding you down until you pretty much stop caring what happens, despite the rising body count and the almost disturbing portrayal of McDowell as a sort of lothario. There's kind of a nutty twist at the end, but on the off chance you're still watching, I won't spoil it.