Shakespeare once figured brevity as the innards of wit. And while The Swarm wasn’t intended as humorous, wit here might simply mean artfulness. At just about two and a half hours, The Swarm is many things, but brief is not one of them.
If you’ve never seen – nor heard of - Lesbian Vampire Killers it’s fair to wonder if the movie involves lesbian vampires, or lesbians who kill vampires. The title of this film could be read in any number of ways, accentuating a vast combination of words. Well a few, at least.
Lesbian Vampire-Killers: Dykes who kill vamps.
Lesbian-Vampire Killers: Un-dead dykes who kill vamps.
Quibbling aside, it would be a tremendous shame if West’s film finds itself lumped into that new(ish) wave of low budget horror flicks – Cabin Fever, Saw, et. all. While The House of the Devil may share some of the visual signs of those other movies, there’s a greater sense of scripting here as well as a genuinely interesting construction of tension.