This third in the garish Hotel Transylvania franchise is surprising in only one way. Its cast and director are the same as before, whilst its plot resides in largely familiar territory. What’s harder to believe is that it’s taken Genndy Tartakovsky and company three films to finally introduce Dracula’s infamous foe Professor Van Helsing to the mix.
For most fifty-six-year-olds, a two mile sprint through the centre of London would be mission impossible enough, thank you very much. Not Tom Cruise. Charismatic and indefatigable, the star steers bikes, cars, boats and helicopters in his latest refusal to grow up. The result is something of a middle aged fantasy – younger women, older men – but one impeccably choreographed.
Such is the influence of Marvel on contemporary cinema that I must confess to having thought first of Anthony Hopkins and Tom Hiddleston when Of Gods and Warriors, the second feature by director David L. G. Hughes, introduced Odin and Loki. Here, the duo are – as they should be – gods of Nordic legend rather than celestial superheroes. As for their film, a sound opening rapidly becomes very – very – silly.