Why Guillermo’s Humanity Is the Secret to What We Do in the Shadows‘ Success
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In all honesty, FX’s What We Do in the Shadows is a show that shouldn’t work at all. A mockumentary-style send up of the lives of group of vampire roommates on Staten Island, the story follows centuries-old creatures who understand very little about modern life, using humor that ranges from complex absurdism to physical gags involving bodily fluids. That it’s currently in its third season feels like a minor miracle; that it’s steadily improved into one of the best shows on television along the way, even more so.
What We Do in the Shadows somehow manages to form something both heartfelt and hilarious out of the most incongruous of pieces: a story of friendship, immortality, and utter weirdness that is simultaneously extremely dumb and oddly brilliant (in the best way possible on both counts). From vain, sweet Ottoman warrior Nandor The Relentless and sex-obsessed Lazlo to shrill, hilarious Nadja and the painfully dry energy vampire Colin Robinson, our central quartet of heroes are generally anything but brilliant. They’re awkward and self-absorbed, rude and frequently violent, a group of immortal and often dangerous idiots who still haven’t figured out how to use the bus system and are easy marks for internet scams and hoaxes.
The series’ best jokes come from our lead quartet’s utter cluelessness and complete lack of curiosity. In one of the best moments of the series’ second season, the group goes to a Super Bowl party, but three of them believe the event is a neighborhood celebration of superb owls. Almost every aspect of this show is deeply preposterous, indicating that maybe everything in the world really does just devolve into the ridiculous for creatures forced to live on a long enough timeline. (Don’t believe me? Watch that recreation of the baseball scene from Twilight in Season 3’s “Gail” again.)
What We Do in the Shadows is at its best when it contrasts the utter weirdness of the vampire world with the boring mundanity of our human one, and nowhere is this contrast more pronounced or interesting than in the character of Guillermo de la Cruz, Nandor’s put-upon human familiar. (Though it must be said that some of Colin Robinson’s corporate meetings come close; it’s very possible my office also has an energy vampire.)
Guillermo has been serving as Nandor’s long-suffering familiar for over a decade, sleeping in a closet and putting up with a seemingly never-ending string of demanding, demeaning, and downright unappreciative behavior in the hopes that his master will one day turn him into a vampire. Since the bulk of the group can’t seem to perform the most basic tasks without Guillermo present, the decision to keep him around for all eternity feels like it ought to be a no brainer, if only because no one else bothers to perform the simplest of chores: The house was literally full of decaying bodies after he was absent for a mere handful of days last season!
Yet, the vampires continually slight and marginalize their familiar, if for no other reason than they can. Or, possibly because they’ve forgotten what it feels like to be human and experience the unique pain of such targeted insults, open slights, and other emotional hurts. But somehow Guillermo never holds their awful behavior against them—at least, not for very long.
It is Guillermo who straddles the two worlds of What We Do in the Shadows, a regular human who primarily exists in the increasingly bizarre realm of the supernatural, but who somehow doesn’t let his frequently dangerous encounters with vampires, witches or werewolves make him cruel or afraid. In fact, he’s as generally unimpressed by the world of the undead as ever, and his deadpan commentary and sly eyerolls toward the camera make him a perfect audience guide and surrogate, poking gentle fun at a world that’s almost too strange to be believed.