Forsaken, The

Some WB guy (from Dawson’s Creek) driving across the desert in a borrowed car picks up another WB guy (from Roswell), who in turn convinces him to pick up some wobbly girl (one of those Coyote Ugly chicks) at a bus stop. Unfortunately, she’s been bitten by a pack of roving vampires that are soon breathing down all their necks. This is instantly forgettable horror fare that borrows liberally from better vampire flicks, such as Near Dark and John Carpenter’s Vampires (you know you’re in trouble when you’re lifting ideas from that one!). But The Forsaken never truly shows any spark until the last half hour, when things get lively enough to almost make up for the first tepid hour.