New dimensions on an old tale: Cronos chronicles the unusual transmutation of a collectibles dealer into a vampire from his discovery of a golden scarab-like antique containing an ancient sanguisuge bug that grants immortality.Mexican director Guillermo Del Toro takes a surprisingly calm, slow and anti-horrific approach to the ordeal, and by throwing that curve, he redefines your expectations. There is some small-time gore, but almost to my dismay, Del Toro keeps it tame and yet still fascinating. Times like these are when my self-made hype for a movie frustrates me, because what I have anticipated mentally is not met by what is actually met on-screen, so while I am trying to stay diplomatic towards my initial disappointment, and yet minimal pleasure. I still liked Cronos, but was mainly disappointed by the uneventfulness of what came from the scarab. We were given a brief history of what it was and how it came to be, but it was not sufficed and left more to be desired. And throughout the movie, pitted against the slow pace, there was always the anticipation of something to happen, as if to jump out and shock, but, and the more I think about this, the more it is to its advantage and unpredictability that it didn't bend to the every whim of the audience. Cronos is hard to classify outside of its relation to vampire movies, because I would be hard-pressed to consider this horror; more like austere sci-fi. It has good atmosphere, and Del Toro certainly has a distinct style of direction along with a fascination of insects. For awhile the schtick with Ron Perlman, the Neanderthal, cro-magnon-like version of Arnold Schwarzenegger, is funny, but quickly wears thin and immature. Mixed in Spanish and English.Final Verdict: B-.