In game three of the 1932 World Series, Babe Ruth stood at home plate, paused to listen to the jeers of the home team, pointed his bat at the bleachers of Wrigley Field to call his shot and then proceded to hit a home run. It wasn't the 440-foot drive that turned that particular at-bat into such a memorable moment of baseball history, it was the sheer theatricality of it. Or, depending on your outlook, the sheer arrogance. Either way it was an impressive feat.
In 2008, Swedish filmmaker Tomas Alfredson pointed his cinematic bat at John Ajvide Lindqvist's novel 'Let The Right One In,' which as far as vampire fiction goes is the equivalent of pointing to the bleachers. He swung for the fences and film fans the world over loved Alfredson for delivering a touching, horrifying tale of a young boy who befriends a not-so-young, not-so-human girl that proved to be a home run for vampire fiction during a time when it the genre needed it most.
In 2010, filmmaker Matt Reeves ('Cloverfield') did the exact same thing. He wanted to share Lindqvist's magic with a wider American audience by remaking 'Let The Right One In' as 'Let Me In.' Fans the world over jeered as Reeves took the plate and pointed to the very same bleachers another filmmaker had targeted barely two years earlier. And the mass derision was understandable: Remaking 'Let The Right One In,' on the face of it, seemed pointless. Or, depending on your outlook, it seemed downright arrogant.
Well, surely to the dismay of those jeering the loudest, Reeves not only hit a home run, he rocketed it out of the park: 'Let Me In' is an astounding accomplishment for all involved and one of the best horror films of the year.