Review of Vampire Journals

First the good news: Vampire journals is a surprisingly beautiful and elegant-looking movie. I say "surprisingly" because nowadays even big budget movies tend to look trash. Blade begins in a butcher's shop and a trashy club, features trashy vampires and has horribly, pretentiously cooler-than-thou-posing. Vampire Journals opens with the poetic shot of a wintery graveyard, with the Gothic letters and lovely music. All scenes are lit with rich, golden hue, and even though writer/director Ted Nicolaou clearly copies the flourishes of Interview with the Vampire and Bram Stoker's Dracula (1992, they at least he has some talent. AND taste to copy the classy, gorgeous-looking movies. Steal from the best! Bad news: Thick accents, at least to non-English watcher who had no subtitles available. Sometimes I had problems to find out what these people were saying! And sometimes I hope I would not have heard. Don't understand me wrong, I HATE Tarantino-like "cool" crap which pollutes the modern cinema. But these attempts from grandeur and poetry from bad actors with thick "exotic vampire" accents are surprisingly embarrassing. In the end: Surprisingly good, when you but use MUTE or FF button in the most ridiculous scenes.