“They have always been here.
In secret and in darkness.
Now their time has come.
In one week, Manhattan will be gone.
In one month, the country.
In two months- THE WORLD.”
(But really, will “the world” be gone? Or will its population simply be altered?)
David Lapham’s on-going adaptation of the Guillermo Del Toro / Chuck Hogan trilogy “The Strain” is a fitting, faithful souvenir of the books, (and honestly, a better choice for the time-conscious reader, since there isn’t a lot of “literary value” to the novels in the first place.) Del Toro’s “vampire/zombie/contagion” novels are utterly familiar, with the auteur openly acknowledging a debt to Stephen King’s “The Stand” and “Salem’s Lot” – and also everything else from Bram Stoker to George A. Romero to “28 Days Later.” It’s not surprising material, is what I’m saying, and its one innovation is the way the vampires attack with their stingy tongues. Lapham has done better job elsewhere, as well – not that there’s anything terribly wrong with “The Strain,” but it’s more competent than inspired.
RATING: GOOD ENOUGH