The genial Viago (Waititi), a 17th-century dandy, affects the frilly shirts and jewelry of the Hammer horror movies; Vladislav (Clement), a 12th-century hypnotist and impaler, favors the swarthy pop-star look of Gary Oldman in Bram Stoker's Dracula ; Petyr (Ben Fransham), apparently even older, is a mirror image of the rodentlike bloodsucker in Nosferatu ; and Deacon (Jonathan Brugh), the baby at 183, is the "bad boy" of the group, Viago explains in his ongoing narration to the camera.
While individual gags and cineliterate nods (from Nosferatu to Blade ) may have comical bite, there’s not enough meat to sink its feature-length fangs into.
And they do it while paying reverent tribute to the great vampire movies of the past, from Fransham’s Petyr being a deadringer for the iconic fiend from the classic “Nosferatu,” to Waititi’s fastidious Viago (He implores his messy roomies to please stop getting blood all over his antique couch.)
Airing more on the side of comedy, Clement and Waititi poke fun at numerous vampire generations in the same movie, from Nosferatu to Twilight, and they do so through a Big Brother-esque documentary that introduces audiences to a group of vampires just trying to survive in today’s crazy, monster-hating world.
Which is exactly how What We Do in the Shadows operates; scuttling between genres, sucking in references from Nosferatu to Twilight, and spraying out comedic lifeblood by way of a banal, acerbic perspective, and fully-realised characters.
Jonathan Brugh’s Deacon nods to the bad-boy bloodsuckers of The Lost Boys, while Ben Fransham’s Petyr – bald, ghastly white and with a mouth full of crooked fangs – is a genuinely unsettling evocation of the great Nosferatu.