I’ve seen a lot of vampire movies, and read a lot of vampire stories, but I don’t want to talk about the movies today.
I want to talk about the books.
The first vampire story I read was Dracula by Bram Stoker. It was fascinating and very entertaining, if a bit of a laborious read being as old as it is… and I loved it. The next one I read was Interview with the Vampire by Anne Rice, the book on which the movie is based. It was fantastic!! Anne Rice had a whole new take on how vampires were created, how they aged, how they survived and how they could be killed. For lack of a better phrase, her approach was realistic! It made sense! It made them far more believable than the magical, mythical vampires of ancient stories and folk-lore. I was completely hooked and I read all the vampire stories she wrote.
The movie didn’t have a patch on the book… but does a movie ever do a book justice?
Then, with many years passing since my reading of the Anne Rice Vampire Chronicles, I read Stephenie Meyer’s Twilight. I was curious since there was such a hype about it, but the sickly-sweet, teenage-angst-riddled and completely ridiculous story about sparkly vampires completely paled in comparison to Anne Rice. By the time I got the the fourth chapter I was so pissed off with the main character and her constant “…oh but why me…?” whining that I almost tossed it! But I can’t not finish a book once I’ve started reading it. Call it what you will, I had to finish it. Thereafter I gave it to my sister’s teenage step-daughter who fell in love with Edward, as I expected she would since the story was aimed at her age group. Then I ordered the second one meaning to give it to her for her birthday, but she bought them herself so I was stuck with it.
Then about a month ago, I needed some reading material and found the book in my bookshelf. I thought maybe I’d exaggerated the level of irritation with the first book, so I started reading it. I realised very quickly that it was a mistake… but I had to finish it.
I’ve watched Vampire Diaries on TV, and it was bearable but still a little cliche. 😀 And I rather enjoy True Blood, though I do occasionally wish someone would put that bloody Sookie out of my misery… 😛
I think the next time I feel like a vampire read I’ll re-read Anne Rice. Unless someone can recommend something…?