Eat Locals review Jason Flemyng’s bickering vampires feast on absurdity – The Guardian

I dont like to get too particular about star ratings, but actor Jason Flemyngs directorial debut Eat Locals is the kind of movie that lies right on the cusp between the two- and three-star astral plains. A larky, cheerfully trashy vampire romp, it was clearly made with a budget of next to nowt and a packet of crisps for the catering table. But it has the wisdom not to take itself seriously in the slightest, and there are moments when it rustles up a few properly amusing gags and well-turned one-liners.

It helps that the cast clearly enjoy sinking their prosthetic teeth into the silliness of playing a cadre of ancient, bickering undead having an away-day meeting at a remote farmhouse when a military unit tracks them to their lair. Annette Crosbie is a particular hoot as a cuddly grandvamp who nobly lays down her knitting to hold off the invaders with a submachine gun and a Zimmer frame. On the debit side, the special and visual effects are too frequently deployed and also desperately unconvincing, and its a shame the script isnt just a shade or two funnier.

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Eat Locals review Jason Flemyng’s bickering vampires feast on absurdity – The Guardian

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