Film Rating: C+
Fright Night is not a great movie. Far from it. But I’d like to start by recommending it as wholeheartedly as I possibly can – to a specific group of people, that is.
If you’re a fan of Stephenie Meyer’s Twilight series, books or movies, please stop reading this, drive to the nearest cinema, and watch Fright Night. As a Twilight aficionado, chances are you have no bloody idea what an actual vampire is. For all its faults, Fright Night does feature real vampires. They’re 100% evil, thirst only for human blood, burn in the sunlight rather than sparkle, lack reflection, are susceptible to Holy Water, crosses, stakes, and the like, and don’t brood passionately with teenage girls. In Fright Night, vampires are objects of horror, not lust, a treat teenagers reared on Twilight are certainly unfamiliar with. I would normally recommend classics like the Bela Lugosi Dracula, modern reinterpretations such as Ann Rice’s Vampire Chronicles or Joss Whedon’s Buffy the Vampire Slayer, or even the original Fright Night over this remake, but chances are that if you read Twilight, you won’t want to approach anything more than two or three years out of vogue. So go see Fright Night: it’s all shiny and new and it’s even in 3D! Watch it, revel in all the vampiric accuracy, and then, having learned what real vampires are like, go home and cheerfully shred your Twilight novels.
Those of us more familiar with vampires and horror may want to think twice about checking out the new Fright Night. It’s a decently fearsome experience, certainly a few rungs above most modern horror movies, but given the talent on-screen, and the film’s apparent willingness to go bat-shit crazy when called upon, the final product should be a lot more memorable. More after the jump...