TORONTO — Here is how not to watch “Jennifer’s Body”: in an enormous theater with only three other people at 9 a.m. Good thing there were three security people there too, whose purpose was I know not what. Anyway, it’s a slick and often funny horror film (and probably way funnier when watched with a crowd). Never mind anybody who tells you Megan Fox is the star of the movie; Amanda Seyfried (“Big Love”) owns it, from the first minute, in a performance that’s so honest and detailed and vulnerable you find yourself way more involved in a silly horror movie than you expected.
Fox, generally, lets her lip gloss do most of the acting, but she does have a thoroughly evil grin that reminded me of a sentence I read in “Dracula” the other night (yes, still reading Bram Stoker’s novel, still looking for vampire allusions in this festival, just for fun):
The last I saw of Count Dracula was his kissing his hand to me; with a red light of triumph in his eyes, and with a smile that Judas in hell might be proud of.
Does that make you shiver? So did the movie.
(Photo: AP Photo/The Canadian Press, Frank Gunn)