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What We Do in the Shadows (2015)

Vampire housemates try to cope with the complexities of modern life and show a newly turned hipster some of the perks of being undead.
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July 30, 2022
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What We Do in the Shadows (of Our Closet Walls)

Note: This article is about the film only. Horror as a genre has a history of being heavily queer-coded. In fact, horror is one of those genres that loves us queers a lot. And one of the most popular examples is the vampire! Yes, the lesbian vampire is an age-old trope, dating back to the 30s (Vampyr) or rather the 60s (Blood and Roses). So when I finally sat down to watch Jemaine Clement and Taika Waititi’s What We Do in the Shadows, I had been hoping for queer undertones. It was made in 2014, so not exactly a time when queerness couldn’t be explicitly filmed and talked about. That’s a reason why 21 Century horror isn’t always queer-coded. It can be clear about the
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Vampire housemates try to cope with the complexities of modern life and show a newly turned hipster some of the perks of being undead.

Rating:R
Genre:Comedy, Horror
Written By:Jemaine Clement, Taika Waititi
In Theaters:2/13/2015
Box Office:$6,300,000
Runtime:86 minutes
Studio:Unison Films, Defender Films, Funny or Die, New Zealand Film Commission, Resnick Interactive Development

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