Un vampiro suelto en Brooklyn

If I hadn't recently seen Drag Me to Hell, I would have been (slightly) more forgiving toward Craven's film. But the confrontation of both films reveals all the misery of Craven's work. While Raimi can skillfully balance on the edge of pure horror and smart comedy with plenty of self-parodic elements at the same time, practically avoiding all genre clichés, brimming with ideas, and even incorporating elements of social criticism into his film, Craven offers only all-round boredom, grayness, and awkwardness. The film doesn't scare, even though blood splatters everywhere and a torn heart still beats in the palm of your hand, and it doesn't entertain, even though the actors diligently pretend and Murphy does what he can. You don't see films this impotent very often... The director, dialogue writer, and actors even destroy the promising scene when the villain pretends to be a priest and blesses evil in front of the eagerly excited members of the religious community... Overall impression 15%. (24.08.2009)

Neither comedy, nor horror, and in every scene an obvious proof that Craven aimed for the worst, as much as possible. But when I see how seriously Eddie Murphy takes it all, I don't have the heart to give it the lowest rating. Perhaps the most boring film I have ever seen. (02.05.2006)