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| Not even DT in leather trews makes this worthwhile... |
It’s a shame because as well as a decent cast (Colin Farrell and Toni Collette included) it’s a nice premise: the idea of a vampire living in a Vegas suburb, drawn to a city that is nocturnal by nature, is a clever one. But that’s really about the only smart thing about the film. It really is shockingly bad. The stupidity starts early and never stops: kids are going missing in a relatively respectable neighbourhood and the only person who notices is the local geek – and his first assumption is vampire? When finally convinced that his neighbour is a vampire, nerdy Charley (Star Trek’s Anton Yelchin, unmemorable) goes to find help from... a Vegas magician? Why? Surely even the internet is more reasonable choice? Add to that the fact that he treats all the women in his life like morons, not telling them what’s happening even as he expects them to heed his warnings (so, of course, actually putting them in more danger) and there’s really very little to like. David Tennant has moments of being entertaining – I’m sure for some people the sight of him scratching his leather clad crotch is worth the price of the DVD – but he’s ill-served by a slight script, and as for poor Colin Farrell, I’d say it takes some effort to make him look less attractive and charm free, and yet somehow they manage it. (And the special effects both look cheap and make him unrecognisable). Sure, there’s the odd clever moment, but generally this film is so bad I’d almost – almost – rather watch Twilight. And those are words I never thought I would say.
File under: avoid and watch the clips of David Tennant with his shirt off on YouTube instead.
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