A searing Kiwi documentary probing the pathos and eros of being vampire flatmates, What We Do in the Shadows is a bit Best in Show and a bit Anchorman. Four vampires of various ages, from young bad boy Deacon (139 yrs) to elderly, nearly embalmed Petyr (8,000 years) deal with the highs and lows of living a non-traditional lifestyle. None seem to have any technological skills (they watch a static tv screen). Most seem to favor Prince-style shirts and jackets when they go for a night out in Wellington. There are werewolves whose leader chides them for foul language (Don't be swearwolves!), bat fights and communal meetings about chores just like on MTV cribs. The werewolves, knowing in advance that their pants will rip off during the full moon, judiciously wear baggy sweats so they won't wake up au natural.
It's a great comedy setup and What We Do... delivers for the first 30 minutes. Since it's a mockumentary it doesn't, theoretically, require a plot, but the hilarity gets a bit thinner as the film winds down. Still great fun for those of you who think the idea is funny. You know who you are. Oh, there is a bit of bloodletting. Don't worry, it's tastelessly done.
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