Freaky

I saw the trailer for Cirque du Freak: The Vampire's Assistant while waiting for the recent adaptation of Dorian Gray to be screened. As it turned out that trailer was vastly more entertaining than the film, so I left the cinema looking forward to seeing what promised to be top teen crud (John C Reilly, for instance, can do little wrong).


Circumstances conspired to prevent me seeing it until the DVD arrived yesterday.


It was fun. It was visually engrossing. It was jolly. But...


They were trying too Goddamn hard to establish it as the new Harry Potter, a profit-a-licious film series. Instead of a single, self-contained film, it felt like we were spending all our time setting up back-story for films 2, 3, 4, 5 and the rest of them, never quite getting to the coitus.


Which is a shame, really, because it starred some good-looking kids.


Like, say, Chris Massoglia. Who is young enough to be one of my descendants. But is cute enough for me to ignore that fact.


There he is, looking lovely...

Er...


The Vampire's Assistant: it passed the time.