Laura's screening with Laura Weaser

Fright Night (New release out now on DVD/Blu-Ray). Directed by Craig Gillespie.

Vampires. I'm a big fan – particularly of the sex-having, foul-mouthed southern gems that you see in True Blood, and despise everything that Twilight has ever done to these supernatural creatures (Edward Cullen SPARKLES?!).

Fright Night, remake of a 1985 cheese-fest horror flick, is all about vampires, focusing on one bad-boy vampire called Jerry (the desirable Colin Farrell).

He's not smelling her perfume people…

Jerry is the new neighbour of Charlie Brewster (Star Trek's Anton Yelchin) and his single mother (Toni Collette).

Charlie begins to suspect strange disappearances in the quiet suburb (somewhere in the middle of the Nevada desert) and has reason to believe Jerry is at the centre.

His friends all think he is crazy, but there is something not right about Jerry.

Fright Night is what I would describe as an ‘Eh' or ‘Meh' film – a take it or leave it kind of situation.

The story is shallow, predictable but moderately alluring.

We were always taught in film studies that the horror movies represented something repressed in your sub-conscious mind.

This movie is not a Freudian study of your unconscious desires, and relies on a good old fashion jump-fest to win you over.

This is possibly picking up cues from the original film where most horrors in the ‘80s relied on cheap scares and no quality twists.

I'm a sucker for horror films, and am typically found either:

a) Covering my ears

b) Partially covering eyes with hands

c) Both (it's quite the party trick)

The excessive blood, the cheap scares and Colin Farrell's alluring-scariness had me getting pretty tense and nervous about the whole thing.

A trip to the kitchen required all lights on and a mandatory mid-movie check that the front door was locked. So needless to say, the scares weren't lost on me.

Colin is scary, no doubt.

He comes off charming and handsome, yet there is something so sinister about him as he preys on (mostly) hot, young, innocent women.

First I was like, ‘ahh Colin', what a babe. That was quickly replaced by me cowering behind my sweater, trying to avoid watching him seduce and kill people.

Anton Yelchin (more known for indie dramas or light-hearted comedies) slips into the role of school nerd-unlikely hero with ease.

Like his character, there is nothing exceptional about his performance but as the ‘man of the house protecting his girlfriend and mother form the big bad guy', he is the glue that holds it together.

Big props go to David Tennant, almost unrecognisable as a Chris Angel lookalike pretending to possess Van Helsing abilities.

As a solid comic relief, he floats about, provides some good laughs at his drunken swagger and functions to wrap up the plot loosely at the end.

I didn't know whether to be scared or amused as a served hand comes towards him in his panic room as he sips on his Midori.

It was good fun, and gave my heart work-out but I sense overall this DVD might be lost to the bottom of the weekly releases in no time.

Did anyone see the original Fright Night? I rest my case.

Reel moments

The crowd pleaser – David Tennant. Loved him as Doctor Who and as the fraudster Peter Vincent, vampire killer, he is a comical mix of Doctor Who and Russell Brand.

The stage dive – An average story-line meant a potentially intriguing horror was left at surface level to be cheap (and effective thrills).

Final curtain call – Fright Night suffers from a case of ‘Eh'/'Meh' syndrome and fails to live up to the potential. But be warned, plenty of good scares for the faint hearted and a good dose of blood.