10 Films That Could Easily Be Converted into Horrors

7. Bridget Jones's Diary

If Bridget was a bloodsucker, it would be the perfect anti-thesis to Twilight. Instead of swanning €“ SWAN-ning, geddit? €“ around in crisp white leisure suits like the Cullen clan, poor old Bridge is destined to live forever in a small London flat, getting tanked on red wine mixed with white blood cells and watching re-runs of her bum sliding down a fireman€™s pole. But it€™s not all depressing. When Bridget isn€™t at the office thinking of creative ways to slaughter her annoying co-workers and then writing about it an adorably twee diary, she and her friends Jude, Tom and Shazza are smoking up a storm whilst gossiping about mortals. Except instead of €˜blue soup€™ accidentally coloured with string dye, Bridget cooks up a soup made from the blue veins of a young virgin. And then of course there€™s her fellas, the humans Mark Darcy and Daniel Cleaver. As Bridget€™s goofiness and gleaming fangs manage to suck the coldness from Mark Darcy€™s personality, so do her teeth manage to sap away Hugh Grant€™s acting talent. And with the last name €˜Cleaver€™€ well, he shouldn€™t have been such a jerk about Bridget€™s bunny outfit.
 
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Amy Maynard is a PhD candidate by day, and a pop culture pundit by night. She enjoys drinking red wine, and reeks of Burberry perfume and cigar smoke.