The vampire mythology doesn’t add up, and that’s with a metric ton of excessively expository dialogue. Plus, Dave Franco’s character genuinely confused me; he’s in the vampire hunting union and knows everything about vampires but also has no concept of how to kill them and he’s terrified of guns? Maybe he should pick another line of work? He also pees his pants multiple times in perhaps the most literal example of comic relief in film history.

But the action rules. It rules. To the point that for this sort of movie, that was enough.