While Anton Yelchin does a fair enough job carrying the film as aforementioned teenager number uno, the success of our 2011 remix ofFright Night can be attributed to a handful of key factors with a couple standouts. Colin Farrell and David Tennant own their roles here. Farrell appears to be living it up as Jerry, the killer vampire in construction worker’s clothing. It’s a brilliantly camp performance that nervily sidles up to overacting, incorporating a full arsenal of Ken doll smiles, facial tics, and wary glances. The result is a monster a far cry from the glamoured seduction and velvet boudoirs of Twilight, True Blood, and Anne Rice. Jerry’s not a cool customer or an over-sexed goth, he’s the unhinged dude next door with a pick-up truck. There’s real menace at play in his confident, macho swagger; Jerry’s the type who will hit on your mom, drain a six pack, and then have no qualms about bleeding you dry. In manic contrast to Farrell, Doctor Who’s David Tennant turns on a different smarmy charm as a Criss Angel type of illusionist enlisted to assist in the slaying. He is the anemic, dorky, goth kid. He is chaffing in his skintight leather pants. He is constantly taking swigs of Midori straight from the bottle. He’s also hilarious, shamelessly upstaging his co-stars in every scene he’s in.