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Tuesday, 24 May 2011

Good old fashioned vampirism, where for art thou?

By Alan Forsythe

Sigh, True Blood and Vampire Diaries are about to launch their new seasons, the Twilight series is planning to unleash yet another forgettable movie and it all makes me ache for the days when vampires were vampires.
Bela Lugosi didn't pout and get all 'conflicted,' he saw Mina Harker and went for it. Even in the 1979 Dracula film that stressed the romance between Dracula and Mina, Frank Langella stilled played Dracula as a man who meant business. Just because he loved Mina in a undead sort of way didn't stop him from dining on her best friend Annie.
Plus that film had the great Lawrence Oliver as Van Helsing a formidable foe for the vampire count and definitely much better than the guidance counsellors the latest round of vampires have to deal with, 'so you're a vampire how does that make you feel?'
Also let's not forget the British Hammer films of the 1960s, early 70s, they brought in the era of sexy vampires, but really sexy vampires. Lesbian vampires, nubile victims running around in diaphanous robes, and swarthy vampire counts doing swarthy vampire things to said nubile victims. Plus there was a lot of blood...and Vincent Price.

1 comment:

  1. My ex-boyfriend's daughter is also madly in love with Vincent Price, even though I've told her time and again that Price is a flaming faggot (not that that's a bad thing). She doesn't care. She's smitten. She made me watch a black and white copy of Dr. Goldfoot and his Bikini Machine from 1963.