As a person with zero desire to have kids because it legitimately sounds horrible, I very much relate to the premise of horror-comedy The Baby. Parts of it are especially on point, but therein lies the rub: only parts of it work. It’s British comedy, which means there is something of an acquired taste on that front, and there are too many scenes consisting of nothing more than a close-up of the Murder Baby while ominous music plays – both of which make it feel a little too long even by the halfway point. I suspect it would have been better as a 90-minute movie.