There’s certainly no shortage of vampire films these days, but there aren’t a lot of vampire films that feature bloodsuckers literally sucking on blood popsicles and praising the handiwork of Nikolai Tesla. Adam (Tom Hiddleston) is a centuries-old vampire who currently lives in decrepit Detroit. His expansive house doubles as a recording studio; he’s also a legendary underground psych-rock musician. Eve (a perfectly cast Tilda Swinton) is his estranged vampire wife, living across the world in Tangier. Adam is morose and contemplating suicide, and when Eve finds out, she jumps on the first flight to Detroit (a night flight of course) and tries to get him to loosen up a bit and enjoy the undead life. This is ultra-hip director Jim Jarmusch’s (Dead Man) first stab at the horror genre, and it mostly succeeds, thanks in large part to Jarmusch’s brand of off-kilter dark humor