Slayers (2022)

Slayers is the kind of horror-comedy that knows exactly how ridiculous its premise is—and leans in with a grin, turning influencer culture into vampire bait with a satirical bite that’s sharper than it has any right to be. The movie’s special sauce is its self-aware, party-movie energy: it’s gory enough to satisfy genre fans, but playful enough that the bloodletting feels like part of the joke rather than a grim endurance test. Thomas Jane anchors the mayhem with a surprisingly sturdy, old-school monster-hunter presence, giving the film a real spine amid the chaos of mansion-set carnage and online-era absurdity. If you’re looking for serious, slow-burn vampire dread, this isn’t that—but if you want a loud, knowingly silly, blood-splattered riff on fame and fangs, it’s a fun time.

Slayers wants to mash up influencer satire, vampire horror, and gamer-era action into a fast, bloody, self-aware romp, and you can see the intention to be a slick, modern-nightmare send-up. The problem is it plays like a bunch of half-finished ideas fighting for attention, so the jokes don’t land consistently and the horror rarely builds real tension before the movie rushes to the next bit. If you’re hoping for sharp social commentary or genuinely scary vampire thrills, this will likely feel shallow and noisy rather than clever. That said, there’s some pulpy fun in the premise, a few energetic moments, and recognizable faces doing their best—just don’t expect it to be more than a messy, R-rated time-killer.