“Don’t need an invitation if there’s no house.” – Jerry
I cannot honestly say that I ever pictured Colin Farrell as a vampire. And I imagine that if anyone had asked me what I thought of such an idea I would have rolled on the floor with my own hysterical laughter.
Until I watched the 2011 remake of the eighties Fright Night.
The first thing about the movie that sold me on the idea was the involvement in the creation of the screenplay itself by Marti Noxon whom I have loved since the days of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I still cannot escape the image of her singing her heart out in a desperate plea to the traffic cop writing her a parking ticket in the episode entitled Once More with Feeling.
I’ve been having a bad, bad day.
Come on won’t you put that pad away.
I’m asking you please no,
It isn’t right, it isn’t fair.
There was no parking anywhere.
I think that hydrant wasn’t there!
Why can’t you let it go?
I think I’ve paid more than my share.
I’m just a poor girl, don’t you care?
Hey I’m not wearing underwear!
Too perfect then that she should be involved in another screenplay of yet another semi-comic script belonging to the vampire genre.
I remember vague recollections of having watched the original Fright Night (1985) and being none too enamoured with it, mostly finding the comedy to be lacking and the horror to be supremely yawn-worthy. Lucky for me then that I chose to remain awake long enough into a busy Saturday in order to watch the remake, as quite the opposite is, in fact, true.
Fright Night is the story of young Charlie Brewster (played by Anton Yelchin of Huff) who, following the death of his once-best-friend, starts to suspect that his new neighbour, Jerry (Colin Farrell), is a vampire. Once he discover the truth in his suspicions, he enlists the help of notorious “vampire hunter,” Peter Vincent (played by David Tennant) to do away with the evil that has infested his home.
The movie has that delightful combination of terror, humour and melancholy that so few vampire films of today have achieved. It is reminiscent of tales such as The Lost Boys and, in a way, John Carpenter’s Vampires and Salem’s Lot. A perfect plot abandoned with the creation of fluffy, sparkly vampires – vampire enters town and seduces members in order to feed and create reinforcements before being successfully hunted down and killed. What these vampire films gave the audience was uncertainty; is this person a vampire? Why is he/she acting so suspiciously? What have they been doing this whole time n the vampire’s home… And why is our hero/heroine not suspicious of their behaviour?
And, naturally, Chris Tennant is worth the laughs…
I went into the film expecting very little. But I must say, I was more than a little surprised at the nostalgia and thrill it enticed from me.