I was kinda expecting some 30 Days of Night jazz, but this is a fairly simple tale of prepubescent friendship with some occasional bloodsucking. There are a lot of different ways to interpret the meaning of scenes. It is all tones – and some really particular environments. Reminiscent, a bit, of the films of Volker Schlondorff. The ending scene is seared into my brain as one of the most spectacular climaxes in recent times. Impressive all around, if you like quiet, little movies.
