What We Do in the Shadows
Crit
I was perhaps too ambitious for this film, predicting that it might become my all-time third-favorite vampire movie. The film itself holds no such lofty ambitions, notwithstanding the periodic levitation by the four mismatched Wellington, N.Z., undead flatmates. Its ambition extends no farther than goofy gory fun, and it drives a stake through that comedic heart--wait, wrong metaphor, implying that it kills comedy, when in fact I mean the opposite, that it's right on target. Well, you try keeping your metaphors in line when assessing a vampire comedy.
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