A Stake to the Heart of Vampire Romance

Um, I thought you said you were 18.

Ah, love. (photo: Creative Commons)

Since the latest “Twilight” movie either just came out, is coming out this week, or will be coming out pretty soon (I can’t keep up with the release dates on this; it’s like trying wrestle with greased pigs), we are provided an opportunity to examine one of the great issues of our time.

No, it isn’t whether you should be Team Edward or Team Jacob. I think that’s been decided.

And, no, it isn’t…

Hold on. ‘What’s “Twilight,”?’ you ask. You know, that paranormal movie franchise with the angsty teens, the werewolves that can’t keep their shirts on, and the vampires that glow–some might even say ‘sparkle’–in the sunlight?

That one.

It’s also the franchise (both book and movie) that lots and lots of people, myself included, like to make fun of, mostly because we don’t think that vampires should sparkle. At worst, vampires should only sparkle a little bit when exposed to sunlight, and that only right before exploding into vampire goo a la the remake of 1985’s “Fright Night”, or 1987’s “Lost Boys”, or the “Buffy the Vampire Slayer” TV series, or, well, every other piece of vampire fiction and lore ever published in a book or onscreen or whispered while huddled around a campfire.

Really, how are we supposed to prepare for the inevitable vampirepocalypse if we’re given inaccurate information?

But I don’t want to get into the sparkly thing right now, mostly because there are lots and lots of people who really like the “Twilight” series and I don’t want them mad at me. No, there’s a much more important issue being developed in the vampire genre as a whole than whether or not vampires should or should not look like 1970s-era disco balls. This issue goes right back to Bram Stoker’s 1897 novel, “Dracula,” wherein his four-hundred-plus-year-old vampire, Count Dracula (not to be confused with the cereal spokes-vampire of nearly the same name) woos (sort of) young Lucy and young Mina.

That’s right, “Dracula,” rather than being a morality tale about ultimate evil, is a tale of the ultimate May-December romance, even though nobody in the story seems to notice this part, focusing instead on how best to administer stake-to-heart CPR.

This is because what would, in any other circumstances, be considered culturally dubious misbehavior, if not morally and ethically wrong (depending on whether the girl-in-question’s father has a shotgun or not), is, in vampire fiction, completely overlooked because the vampire is good-looking. Let’s take a look at the standard set-up, what you will see if you refer to any given plot of any seven out of ten vampire novels/movies/tv shows out there right now:

Girl is in high school. She’s pretty. Angsty.

Girl meets mysterious stranger. He’s pale. Has sharp teeth. Broods a lot.

Girl falls for mysterious stranger because, well, he’s very handsome. Knows a lot of stuff, like languages and history, but not math. Plus, he broods.

Girl finds out that mysterious stranger (let’s call him Ed) is actually a vampire, but he’s alright, doesn’t eat people–or tries not to anyway, which is the same thing–and falls for him even more because…um…well, I’m unclear on this part, but probably something about all that experience. Oh, and his sense of humor. Wait, no, that’s not it. Gotta remember the ‘brooding’ part. Can’t brood AND have a sense of humor. Just doesn’t work.

Sorry, back to the point. After that, there’s some conflicts and stuff, mostly dilemmas that keep threatening the eternal love that the Angsty Girl has with the Brooding Vampire Ed. In the end, though, they surmount the odds and love happily ever after, which for vampires is a very long time, barring stake-to-heart CPR, in which case there’s the Eternal Love in the Afterlife option, which has the advantage of allowing the audience to brood and by angsty.

What’s the problem, right? Let’s take a closer look at some of the Girls and Vampires involved in these stories:

“Twilight”: Girl: 17, Vampire Love Interest: 105.

“Buffy the Vampire Slayer”: Girl: 15, Vampire Love Interest: 262ish

“Dracula”: Lucy: 19, Mina: er, a year or two older, Vampire Love Interest: 400+

“True Blood”: Girl: 25, Vampire Love Interest #1: 173, Vampire Love Interest #2: 1000+

“The Vampire Diaries”: Girl: 18, Vampire Love Interest: 164

Of course, a possible sub-text here is that the old adage that age doesn’t matter in relationships is correct–well, except in the case of the lovers in “Twilight” and “Buffy the Vampire Slayer” where, in most states, this type of relationship is referred to by another old adage: statutory rape.

What comes across more strongly, however, is that, unlike yet another old adage, it isn’t how old you feel that’s important, it’s how old other people think you look.

If you look like you’re seventeen, even if you’re 105, then it’s apparently okay to hang around high schools and hit on the underage girls, because I’m betting that if you actually looked like you were 105–or, heck, thirty–doing the same thing would get you put on a few sexual offender watch lists.

Even in those other cases–the ones that wouldn’t end with criminal indictments–I’m betting that the line “But, Sookie, I feel like I’m in my twenties” would not go very far toward convincing said 25-year-old that you were datable material if you looked like you were 173 (or 1000, in the case of Vampire Love Interest #2). Nope, you’d better also have a lot of disposable income, be Hugh Hefner, or both.

The vice versa of this is also true. Yup, if love really is about how you feel inside, and the outside doesn’t matter, then shouldn’t most vampires, no matter what they look like, be pursuing romance in a nursing home somewhere? Because those long-lived folk have a lot more in common with said vampire than the high schooler does.

At least the conversations would be less likely to turn on whether or not you were Team Edward or Team Jacob.

[The author doesn’t have anything against our vampire overlords. In fact, if there are any vampires out there who would like to make him an immortal creature of the night, they can contact him in the Comments section, below. Follow him @Parablehead on Twitter]

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The Appendix of Halloween (October Horror #6)

Spppoooookkkky!

Happy Halloween!

Anyway, at last it’s Halloween. You’re at the video store, or scrolling through your Netflix Instant Play list, or trolling Hulu looking for something thematic and atmospheric. You’ve been reading my columns on the subject, but, to be honest, you’ve forgotten most of the movies I mentioned as being good ones, or couldn’t really decide if the author (that’d be me) liked them or hated them because he’s a really bad reviewer. And you think to yourself: “So what horror movies should I watch?”

Here are my recommendations. If you’re wanting to dip into the movies that will keep scaring, year after year, viewing after viewing, then pop these into the Blu-Ray player. Call ’em the Canon of C, in no particular order, with twitter-worthy commentary and plenty of spoilerage:

Classics:

“Halloween” (1978): When you never know if it’ll be a yowling cat or Michael Myers behind that door.

“Friday the 13th” (1980): When you never know if it’ll be a yowling Kevin Bacon or Jason Voorhees behind that door. Oh, and axes to the head.

“Nightmare on Elm Street” (1984): A murder that takes place on the ceiling. Committed by an invisible force. With lots of blood. Then, later, a very creepy body bag. Ohhh yeaaah.

“The Fog” (1980): When your ghostly leper pirates can cause a tape recorder to catch on fire just because a piece of their wrecked ship happens to be nearby, you know you’ve got some serious ghostly baddies.

“The Shining” (1980): Twin girl ghosts and a Big Wheel. Shudder.

“Carrie” (1976): Last scene. Nightmares for years afterward. Enough said.

“The Omen” (1976): Priest skewered by a lightning rod. Classic.

“The Exorcist” (1973): Priest drenched with pea soup vomit. Classic.

“Candyman” (1992): This one was filmed in the very real projects with very real danger. Dunno whether the actors knew that before they signed their liability waivers.

“Amityville Horror” (1979): Creepiest flies in any movie, any time.

“Blair Witch Project” (1999): Despite the snotty nose shot shown on the DVD cover and in every promo made, this slow burn Found Footage pic gave me an honest-to-goodness nightmare as an adult. Gotta love that.

“The Ring” (2002): The beginning of the English-language versions of Japanese ghost women who crawl around in a very disturbing fashion and who have nearly sentient hair.

“Alien” (1979): Space. Difficult to hear screaming. Also, beware who you have lunch with.

Teen Scream:

“Scream” (1996): The movie that revitalized the horror movie in the 1990s. Gotta give it credit for that. It was also a clever, self-referential masterpiece of writing. Now, of course, it’s been imitated so much that you’d never know it was once fresh.

“Jeepers Creepers” (2001): Pretty sure the Creeper drives the same truck as can be seen in “Halloween: H2O”. Also, he’s creepy.

“Saw” (2004): The sequels got old very fast, but the original was, well, original. Smarter than I expected and not as bloody as one might think it’d be for something called “Saw.”

“I Know What You Did Last Summer” (1997): Fun slayings of silly yutes. Who can complain?

“The Faculty” (1998): Pretty teens fighting an alien tentacle menace. Scarier than you might think. Also, a pretty good soundtrack.

“Final Destination” (2000): It’s never quite the final destination after all, but the first one has a nice angle.

And, for when you want a break from the mind-numbing horror of it all, or at least want a few laughs interspersed with your screams:

“Ghostbusters” (1984): Source of more movie quotes (“Don’t cross the streams!” than anything other than “Aliens” (“Game over, man! Game over!”)

“Shaun of the Dead” (2004): Grab a bag of popcorn and a box of vinyl records and watch this movie for the first time or the hundredth. It’s worth every record thrown at a zombie head.

“Zombieland” (2009): Join the quest for the world’s last Twinkie(tm). You want some rolick with your zombie hunting? Here ya go.

“American Werewolf in London” (1981): The humor here is woven expertly with the horror so that you’re never quite sure which is coming next .

“Idle Hands” (1999) Seth Green in the moralistic tale of what happens when you’re a slacker and live in your parents’ basement for too long.

“Scary Movie 2” (2001): The “Ring” parody is actually scarier than the same scenes in “The Ring”, but also funny. Very, very funny.

“Dead Snow” (2009): Not much overt comedy, but, um, it’s zombie Nazis in the snow. That’s frackin’ funny.

And…

“Tremors” (1990): Kevin Bacon. Giant worms. Not that scary, but loads of fun.

There you go. If you can find half a dozen movies to watch on All Hallow’s Eve out of that bunch, then, well, I’ve done all I can for you and you need to move on to the Rom Coms.

Happy Halloween, everyone!

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Rewound (October Horror #5)

[The month of October is prime season for horror movies, and the author has been examining the sub-genres of horror films. This is the final installment of that series … in much the same way that “Final Destination” was the final film in that franchise.]

A few days ago I saw “Fright Night” (2011), which is a remake of the 1985 classic. This one didn’t have Roddy McDowell in it and it wasn’t a spoof of vampire and horror movies like the first one was, but it did still have a share of humor and, let’s admit it, much better production values and acting. It also had David Tennant in the Roddy McDowell role. As a Doctor Who junkie, I’m obligated to like anything with David Tennant in it.

“Fright Night” is one of the rare horror remakes that actually turned out as good or better than the original. There are a few like that. “Dawn of the Dead” (2004) doesn’t do the social commentary quite as well as the 1978 original, but it’s still a good zombie yarn and it looks pretty. Well, except for the zombies, of course. “Piranha” (2010) is another one. It goes for over-the-top nudity and gore and plays up the spoofiness, giving it a distinct advantage over the 1978 “Jaws” rip-off. And I’m also very hopeful about the new “Don’t Be Afraid of the Dark” (2011). The 1970s original scared me as a kid; I’m hoping that the remake manages to do the same to me as an adult.

There’s also “The Fly” (1986), which was a remake of a 1958 horror (in the bad way; not the, y’know, good way), and the 1982 Kurt Russell “The Thing,” that bested the good-but-dated 1951 “Thing from Another World” version.

There are also a number of foreign-language-to-English-horror-movie remakes that should be included in any list of successful re-dos: “The Ring” (2002), “Let Me In” (2010), and even “The Grudge” (2004) all take the difficult-to-approach foreign versions and make them accessible to a broader American audience, although I’ll argue that “Let the Right One In”, the 2008 Swedish progenitor of the English-language “Let Me In” is the better movie. It’s worth reading the subtitles so that you can appreciate the Scandinavian imagery.

But there are so many bad remakes that the good ones are eclipsed. Although the 1984 “Nightmare on Elm Street” lost something over the years as we moviegoers came to expect slicker and slicker production values, the new version failed to capture the menace and the sheer creepiness of the original. When, in the Robert Englund version, Nancy looks up from her desk to see her dead friend at the door of the classroom, encased in that opaque body bag, it’s just … scary. The remake, even with its shot-by-shot scene swipe, doesn’t manage to replicate that nightmare-inducing imagery.

Tom Welling in the remake of the beautiful, menacing, atmospherically-drenched 1978 John Carpenter-directed “The Fog”? Puhleeese. Sorry about any breakout hopes you might have had, Mr. Welling, but stay in Smallville.

There’s also a new “Thing” out. I’ve heard it’s terrible. There’s also maybe possibly going to be an “Evil Dead” (1981) re-do. No thanks. Give me Bruce Campbell overacting in the original any day over a non-campy version.

Then there’s the 2007 Rob Zombie “Halloween” remakes and its sequels. Not bad in and of themselves, they would make fine splatter-slasher movies if only they weren’t “Halloween” flicks. The 1978 original (I’m sensing a trend here — 1978 appears to have been a fine year for horror) had its share of bloodiness — as one of the original slasher movies (along with “Friday the 13th” (1980), itself remade in 2007 for the new age of teeny-boppers, but at least offering an explanation for how Jason can be everywhere at once. Spoiler: tunnels under Camp Crystal Lake), “Halloween” was derided at the time for its violence, but Rob Zombie eschews menacing atmosphere for slash after slash after slash. Feel free to like that sort of thing.

Speaking of movies that Jared Padalecki (of TV’s excellent “Supernatural” series) stars in, other than the “Friday the 13th” remake, he was also in the “House of Wax” (1953/2005) do-over along with Paris Hilton. So that tells you all you need to know about how good that was. His “Supernatural” co-star, Jensen Ackles, was in his own remake: 2009’s cover of the 1981 “My Bloody Valentine.”

Oh, and let’s not forget Stephen King’s 1997 mini-series remake of the absolutely terrifying “The Shining.” King has said that he always hated the 1980 Stanley Kubrick version. Sometimes Stephen King is wrong, really, really wrong.

I’m not opposed to remakes. A friend of mine (here’s his blog) once argued that film actors shouldn’t be denied the opportunity to play beloved characters from previously filmed movies any more than stage actors are, or any more than musicians are when they cover a previously recorded song. I don’t disagree. Still, there is a permanence about films that isn’t replicated in stage productions, or even musical compositions. Stage plays are expected to change (sometimes a little, sometimes a lot) from night to night, show to show. Plus, stage plays are ephemeral: they remain only in the memory, and the only way to for anyone to see them again or for the first time is to go see a new production of them (unless they’re filmed, of course, but at that point they become something else). We expect those actors to be replaced by new ones; we expect new directors to come up with new interpretations of the materials. Songs are this way too, to an extent, explaining the popularity of the concert, of the stage performance. Films, on the other hand, come with a sense of immutability. If there’s a very good version already, then one is forced to wonder why we should try for another one. Sure, there’s a chance that the remake will be just as good (or better) and will add to the collective creative excellence of the cinematic world. There’s an even better chance that it will fall short, and in doing so, possibly lower the value of the original, associating a taint to the original that wasn’t there before (sequels can cause this result even more often than remakes. Can you say “Highlander II”?).

All in all, unless you’re calling a do-over on a previously horrible movie (“The Hills Have Eyes,” most Hammer films), then maybe it should be left well enough alone.

But if David Tennant wants to do any more remakes? Hey, I’m all for it.

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