Tuesday, October 23, 2007

30 Days of Night is F#%ing awesome

30 Days Of Night - Official Site

It's been a long time since I've seen a good vampire movie. A LONG time. I didn't realize how long until I went to see 30 Days of Night. Josh Hartnett + based on a graphic novel about vamps = I'm going to see it whether it is the total bomb or sucks eggs.

It didn't suck. Not even close. Here's the warning: this is not the old Lestat that we've seen so much of lately. Or Jean-Claude or God help us, that atrocious person on the CBS Vamp show with Logan Echolls does Vamp.

They are exactly as vampires were meant to be, before someone romanticized them: hungry, evil, and WAY FUCKING CREEPY. Reminded me a bit of The Gentlemen from Buffy.

Thirty Days of Night, in case you live under a rock and didn't catch the trailer, is about a small town in Alaska going through the thirty day sun-out. A group of vamps decide this is the perfect place to come and play. Josh Hartnett is the sherriff who is adorably heroic, but not in any kind of creepy way.

The gore, for once, is fitting. They are vamps after all- there has to be some decapitation and a lot of blood. I can stomach the gore when it makes sense. Saw is pushing the limit of my tolerance and let's just forget things like Hostel altogether. If you're sensitive, stick to Lestat or track down that Henry guy on lifetime. He's adorable and doesn't sleep in a frakking freezer.

I am both in love with and destroyed by the ending, depending on when you ask me. Either way, it was a great flick. Certain scenes were so good, I swear they came right off the page of the graphic novel. Alaska as backdrop for a vamp flick was a fabulous touch- blood on the snow just looks... well, it's one of Ren's few nightmares, let's put it that way.

And of course I took the muses to the movie. Key didn't get the point, and was mad that someone was pissing around in Alaska. Erik was entirely amused by the whole thing. Ren loved it, but was a bit disturbed. The angel dorks showed up around the end, and I had to endure the hairy eyeball from Cris for going to see it in the first place.

Now I'm off to write; Kat says she's been trapped in a bad episode of Seinfeld for three days and if someone doesn't do anything about it, she's going to withold all my caffiene. Ack.

Music of the day: Muse, Muse, Muse. Maybe a side of Breaking Ben later.

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