Stephanie Zacharek of Salon liked Blood and Chocolate:
Katja von Garnier’s “Blood and Chocolate” offers the kind of B-movie pleasures — albeit elegant B-movie pleasures — that are hard to come by these days. This is the story of a werewolf girl, Vivian (Agnes Bruckner), who falls in love with a human boy, Aiden (Hugh Dancy) — a potential disaster not only because Vivian is the top candidate to become the mate of werewolf Prince Gabriel (Olivier Martinez), but also because her attraction to a human is a betrayal of her tribe, an ancient line of troubled, mysterious and not wholly unprincipled wolf creatures who wish mankind would just leave them alone.
The IMDb boards are buzzing with people who have read the young-adult novel (by Annette Curtis Klause) on which the movie is based, decrying the numerous liberties co-writers Ehren Kruger (“Skeleton Key”) and Christopher Landon have taken with the story. That’s always an issue when beloved books — or even just OK ones — are turned into movies. But never having read the book, I found “Blood and Chocolate” to be a lovely surprise, an imaginative and visually lush picture firmly rooted in the tradition of gothic romance and elegiac horror films about misunderstood monsters.The picture was filmed entirely on location in Romania — Vivian is an American, but her parents were killed when she was small, prompting her to move abroad to live with her were-aunt, Asrid (played by German actress Katja Riemann). The setting helps make the movie: Cinematographer Brendan Galvin shoots Bucharest, a city of dusty-velvet luxury and faded stone, as a bastion of noble pride and centuries-old grandeur, the only place, really, for werewolves with superb taste. As Gabriel explains, his “people” have been driven from America, from France and from England: Only Romania will have them, and they support themselves by making and selling that mysterious and romantic brew known as absinthe, which they process in a cavernous old factory. And Vivian works in a candy store, an old-world chocolatier with a deep-red facade, which sells exquisite bonbons. It’s a place catering more to refined tastes than to lusty appetites, a haven for a werewolf girl straddling two worlds.
This seems like the kind of movie I would have taken a risk on at the cheapie theater before it burned down. Anyone seen it?
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