Sweden’s newest vampire flick, Let the Right One In (Låt den rätte komma in, also the title of the book it is based on), tears away from the cheap trinkets that have cheapened American vampires for years. Instead of a ridiculous dark romance or a soulless action thriller, the film is the tender, terrifying, and frigidly melancholy story of growing up and finding the dearest things in life, whatever their terrible forms. In a fashion befitting of its wispy vampire, Let the Right One In also crept by, deft as smoke, unnoticed by all but the fortunate few.