A grave-robber facing the guillotine recounts his adventures with corpses, vampires, and zombies in this wry British horror-comedy. Many horror films glamorize grave-robbing. According to the Frankenstein legend, all you do is dig a hole, haul out a coffin, throw it aboard a horse-drawn cart, and create your monster.
In old movies, there is no stench. You won't be covered in filth or rancid liquids. Grave-robbing is no sweat. So I enjoyed the refreshing take on grave-robbing dramatized in I Sell the Dead, and the matter-of-fact stumbling upon undead creatures. Of course you'll dig up the occasional vampire. Duh.