Adapted by the director David Slade from Steve Niles and Ben Templesmith's graphic novel about vampires taking over an Alaska town, 30 Days of Night is a series of gory set pieces that seems to have been edited with a meat ax. A major early transition is so clumsy that you may assume that the projectionist accidentally skipped a reel. No such luck: it's a style thing.
After an intriguingly subdued opening section - which introduces the inhabitants of a town above the Arctic Circle that's shrouded in darkness for one month a year - the movie crosscuts between the schemes of a predictably effete, nasty vampire horde (Eurotrash nightclub-crawler outfits, subtitled dialogue) and the besieged citizenry's attempts to hide and fight.
Slade's solid cast includes Josh Hartnett as the stalwart town sheriff; Melissa George as his estranged wife, a fire marshal; Mark Boone Junior as his loutish, antisocial brother; Danny Huston as the flamboyantly cheesy vampire chieftain; and the impishly hammy Ben Foster as a prophecy-spouting jail inmate whose plot function recalls the similar, superior Stephen King mini-series Storm of the Century.
But the performers have little to do besides spill and drink blood in this tedious, inconsequential B picture. The sun doesn't rise nearly fast enough.
30 Days of Night
DIRECTED BY: David Slade
STARRING: Josh Hartnett (Eben Olesen), Melissa George (Stella Olesen), Danny Huston (Marlow), Ben Foster (the Stranger), Mark Boone Junior (Beau Brower)
RUNNING TIME: 90 minutes
TAIWAN RELEASE: Today