Listed as a comedy, I expected something along the lines of "Reginald the Vampire" or even "What We Do in the Shadows" (both are truly fabulous, by the way). What I got, instead, was a gorefest which made "Deadpool" look like kiddy fare. Great actors (honestly, I would watch Awkwafina read a dictionary, not to mention the delightfully bereft Nicolas Hoult with his puppy dog expressions) can't save a film which is just ... graphic. I mean, there's some dialog. But nothing clever. Nothing to grab and hold your attention. Twenty minutes in, I was checking email and shopping online as the bodies piled up. Oh well.
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