Near Dark

I rented Kathryn Bigelow’s Near Dark from Scarecrow. I’d been meaning to watch it for a long time, in no small part because of Bigelow’s other movies (I’m lookin’ at you, Strange Days!), but also because it was a cult classic low-budget vampire flick. Lemme just say, I rarely seem to understand the cult followings many movies have. I don’t want to seem a fuddy-duddy, but this movie is just not that special, or at least not to the degree it seems so beloved.

I did like the intimacy and grittiness of it, which kept me mesmerized more than the actual craftsmanship did. Those factors made up for a lot of the pure exploitation cheese vibes I was getting for large swaths of it. The injection of the western genre into the vampire legend was remarkably innovative and truly delightful to see. In short, it was a fine watch, but I probably won’t watch it again for some time.