Blade: Trinity

Reviewed by:
Eric Gillin

Blade: Trinity, the third movie in the Blade series, opens with Wesley Snipes mowing down bloodsucking vampires like a bug zapper at an August cookout, and the intensity doesn't flag for a second. New characters inject much-needed adrenaline into a franchise that would be hard-pressed to top the gory brilliance of Blade II from Hellboy helmer Guillermo del Toro. Ryan Reynolds rules as the wisecracking Hannibal King, a character whose dialogue is composed solely of one-liners (like Don Rickles, but with 4 percent body fat and a head that doesn't look like an Easter egg), while Jessica Biel's vampire-huntress Abigail Whistler is a stone-cold killer with a red-hot body.

After Blade is tricked into shish kebabing a human being, the cops come a-runnin' and kill his only friend, Whistler, played by Kris Kristofferson. Forced into hiding, Blade has to do the one thing he's always been horrible at: make some new friends. (Cat Stevens has the same problem.) Ultimately, Hannibal and Abigail convince Blade to join their vampire-killin' tree house gang, and together they set off to stop the vampire nation from turning humanity into their personal Old Country Buffet. With an earsplitting techno soundtrack, a gaggle of undead villains—including a resurrected Dracula—and enough fights to make a hockey coach beam with joy, this sequel has some serious bite.

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