'Lesbian Vampire Killers' -- An 'A' Movie with a 'B' title

Like a lot of the movies I stumble across, "Lesbian Vampire Killers" took me totally by surprise. Here, I was expecting a terrible waste of two hours filled with bad acting, terrible plot, worse jokes and -- overall -- a movie that should never have been made.

Instead, I found a great movie! Wonderful acting, a brilliant screenplay, and best of all: this movie satired a genre in which all other satires have failed (in recent years). To simplify my take on the film, it is the funniest horror-comedy fusion since "Shaun of the Dead".

I know that this comparison will come as a shock to lovers of the British-born Pegg-Wright farce, but it is honestly as brilliant as "Shaun" -- which made the world reanalyze their view on dark/horror-comedies. Yet honestly, this film tickled me in a way that is hard to find from horror-comedies in the Post-Shaun Era.

As a footnote to my flattery for the film, it does have one very big mark against it... It's title.

Granted, "Lesbian Vampire Killers" sounds enticing, but doesn't offer much hope for the film being any good. In-fact, after the original release of the movie -- and the subsequent failure of its screenings -- the production company actually changed the name of the movie to simply: "Vampire Killers" (a less-enticing title, if you ask me).

This film had so much more to offer than just nipples, vampires and bad comedy (as has been seen in other vampire-movie satires). The screenplay had some of the best-written and funniest dialogue I have heard/seen in years. Yet, the title of the film -- the one line that will either kill the film or lure-in viewers -- was so poorly chosen that even I thought it would be a waste of my time.

Title-aside, now you know the truth about a movie you wouldn't dare to rent before reading this; and I beseech you to give it a view for yourself. As a day off movies goes, this one will not leave you disappointed.