VAMPIRES: THEY LIVE, KIND OF
Being a vampire must be an awful drag, eternal life in an undead fashion. I have just seen the brilliant new Swedish vampire flick Let The Right One In and the 12 year old vampire in it (she’s not really twelve) reeks of world-weariness. If only she could get some rest - eternal rest, that is. See this film if you can because it is cool, the way everything Scandinavian seems to be. (Jazz, furniture etc) It’s a coming-of-age story as well as an exploration of existential angst and it is scary. This vampire does have two fangs and bites - which is as it should be. It’s not as funny as Mel Brooks’ classic Dracula: Dead and Loving It … in fact it’s not really funny at all. But it is good, looks great - a snow-bound 1982 Stockholm suburb its - and has a very atmospheric soundtrack. Now I have to read the book of the same name that the film was based on by author John Ajvide Lindqvist. It’s apparently equally creepy, equally brilliant. Once that’s done I may have to leave my night light on for the rest of the year! Gulp.