New review: Cirque du Freak: The Vampire’s Assistant
Directed by Paul Weitz; screenplay by Paul Weitz and Brian Helgeland, from the series of books by Darren Shan.
Hey, you know what we really need? Another teenage vampire epic, but with, like, really weird looking folks populating the cast. And maybe we can tie up the fate of the supernatural world in the conflict between two best friends turned (im)mortal enemies. Think a tweener Tru Blood (without all the sex) by way of Freaks, or better yet, a Twilight saga for teenage boys, without all the icky romantic torment and gooey longing and emo-vampires.

John C. Reilly as The Vampire
There’s plenty of other references I could call to mind in describing Cirque du Freak: The Vampire’s Assistant: the dark carnival riding into town out of Something Wicked This Way Comes, which turns out to be a refuge for outcasts like the HBO series Carnivale, while there’s a conspiracy afoot to shatter the fragile truce between the (relatively) good and evil poles of the supernatural world that plays out an awful lot like Nightwatch.
That’s not to say that this film, adapted from the first couple of novels in the series by Darren Shan, is in any way inspired by/ripped off from any of the above-mentioned films. It’s just that the whole supernatural franchise thing itself is awfully derivative. The wellspring reaches back to Lord of the Rings and The Chronicles of Narnia (the books, not the movies, themselves drawn for the myths and legends of numerous cultures and religions) and should, conceivably, continue in new variations forever, the classic conflicts reworked for the social worlds of each new epoch. But at the moment it’s running dry as every publisher and film studio looks for its own series and ends up redressing the same archetypes without coming up with any fresh stories.
