Like a ne’er-do-well relative shot-gunning beers at Thanksgiving, Hollywood loves to ruin a good thing. Countless remakes of once-great properties have become so ubiquitous they hardly register as news. Yet, when an American version of Swedish director Tomas Alfredson’s Let the Right One In went into production before the original’s Stateside theatrical run in 2008, it violated an unspoken rule of waiting at least one generation before “reimagining” a work in English with jump cuts of dingy basements littered with jars of formaldehyde. Though the aforementioned Let Me In has received rave reviews from critics, its tepid box office belies a harsh truth: Ours is a society not ready for a prepubescent vampire love story, preferring our undead pouty and with rock-solid abs. It’s our loss: Let the Right One In already has the feel of a lived-in classic. Set amid the eerie desolation of a Stockholm suburb, this unique coming-of-not-aging romance perfectly captures the confusion and anxiety of adolescence with a tenderness that’s rare for a film with multiple disembowelments.
LET THE RIGHT ONE IN SCREENS AT 9:15 P.M. (ALSO 11 P.M. OCT. 15 AND MIDNIGHT OCT. 16) AT THE AFI SILVER THEATRE AND CULTURAL CENTER, 8633 COLESVILLE RD., SILVER SPRING. $10. (301) 495-6720.