The male lead is the best kind of 80s bozo hero, where his mouth hangs open a lot and he can’t seem to figure out how to wear a shirt properly so his waxed chest is always showing, oopsie. His bumbling performance alone gives the whole thing a goofy, exaggerated feel - like a distant cousin of Society.
Everything else stinks.
I always imagined this differently. I thought: gonna be nerdy horror kids making meta-vamp jokes and then they fight a big-rubbermouth bad guy. I get it, don’t need to see it.
But there’s something else mixed-up into this strange stew and I can’t quite put my finger on it. Most immediately, there are multiple wordless scenes set to icy mood music where people stare at each for way way too long, time is streeeetched out and for some reason the vibe…
