Review - The Fearless Vampire Killers

Roman Polanski is mistaken about several things. He thinks he’s making a send-up of Hammer horror movies. He thinks he’s funny. He thinks he can act. And he thinks on top of everything else that he can still make his movies Central European art flick dull. [also he thinks it’s okay to rape children, but that’s another story] Thank goodness he was disabused of at least some of these conceits before he made Rosemary’s Baby. This production follows the exploits of an aged professor and his young assistant as they attempt to perform amusing antics and slay vampires, largely failing on both counts. I lost interest after awhile, but I noticed that every time I left the room to take care of something and then came back, more or less the same thing was going on. So if you like Polanski’s sense of humor, you’re likely to find this an endless guffaw-fest. Otherwise you might join me in thinking it should have been called The Brazen Audience Annoyers. Wish I’d skipped it