Jakob's Wife

Travis Stevens is psychologically astute, until it gives itself over to turning subtext into extremely legible text.

Its silliness often undermines its exploration of themes and clever gender-swapping. Moreover, it lacks a clear identity; there are two warring movies at play. Still, Crampton fully unleashed will be more than enough to please the midnight crowd.

Stevens mostly compensates for weaknesses in the dialogue by shifting among the film's wildly divergent tones, but this is Crampton's movie through and through.

In the end, Jakob's Wife doesn't deliver on the promise of the premise.

A thin, half-hearted reworking of the vampire mythos that can't quite decide if it's spoofy or serious, and doesn't have the smarts to be both.

Jakob's Wife has it all. Barbara Crampton. Larry Fessenden. Priests. Vampires. Rats. Splatter. The line, "I'm going to tongue f&@k a hole in your neck until I puke blood." You know, all the best horror things.

Whilst Travis Stevens' film is still undoubtedly good fun it's never quite sure what it's trying to be.

Jakob's Wife gives a vampiric twist to a story of a woman finding her strength and independence.

It is truly impressive what can be accomplished without a budget as long as there is sincere and thoughtful writing. Buckets of blood also help

New horror based on old ideas and timeless drama. Much of it brilliant, though a change of tone partway through may lessen the impact.