Last weekend I watched a movie on vampires entitled Van Helsing (2004) on TV. I watched the movie for the second time; last time the film I left a half an hour through, because it seemed to me that I could learn nothing new of the life of vampires and werewolves from the movie, and it was so in a way, of which I learnt last weekend when watched the movie Van Helsing to the end. Nice movie in all respects. Especially I enjoyed the fact that the main female character died in the end. My tender female heart would be wrung with grief if she stayed alive (just think of that: she kissed both that charming Van Helsing/Hugh Jackman and that charming Dracula/Richard Roxburgh, the latter as though by force; therefore she should die, of course). And it was sad to see two charming men quarreling and fighting; two charming men shouldn’t rival or fight; two charming men should make love and not war. And so, the vampires. It’s interesting that the authors of the movie show that their Dracula fears neither the crucifix, nor the holy water, nor the purifying fire, nor the silver stake, nor, I would say, silver in general--we don’t need to mention of such trifles as garlic and sunlight. As generally known, a vampire can be destroyed by cutting off its head, by driving an aspen/hawthorn/silver stake into its heart,  by burning the corpse, by sprinkling holy water on the body, or exorcism--nothing of the kind there is in the movie--a wolf-man alone can kill Dracula. Scarcely likely, yet most interesting. The vampires in the movie breed. Scarcely likely again. What for? Why should the vampires breed like the mortals or mammalia? For they have their own spiritual children, those who they bit, from who they drank blood, passing his vampirism and immortality onto his innocent victims, or did not bite yet turned into vampires somehow (read The True Story of a Vampire by Eric Stenbock at the Revue). However, according to South Slavic legends, the vampire (who was usually male) was sexually active and could have children, either from his widow or from a new wife; his children could become vampires themselves, but could also have a special ability to see and kill vampires, allowing them to become vampire hunters. Thus, the vampire’s son alone could kill the vampire. Yet in the movie we can see something other that is intended to strike our imagination.
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A year ago, while talking of books online, every time I said that I loved the book  Interview with the Vampire by Anne Rice, that I admire the writer and appreciate her works, but… I didn’t read the book, because I didn’t feel like searching the book and buying it--and I was right, as I learnt later on, when downloaded the book and read it (translation, of course). The book disappointed me, it made me shrug shoulders. Nothing special.  I won’t read all the rest her vampire fiction, which I can download at any time.  

*Excerpt from an interview with a vampire*

Reporter: “What do you mean?”
Vampire: “I felt like drinking, not water, but what was in the pool before me. It was a blood. A scarlet blood. I bent over the pool and was about to take a drink, but suddenly I realized that my mouth was sewed up. This dream I had had after I became a vampire”. 
 
 The Polidori Files website:
http://www.geocities.com/nights_of_thunder/dr_polidori.html


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“The universal belief is, that a person tucked by a vampyre becomes a vampyre himself, and sucks in his turn”.-- John William Polidori
According to Polidori, I suck. And he himself--he had glutted the thirst of a vampyre!

The opening of a new novel with a working title of That Obscure Object of Desire --at the sketchy phase:

“In the summer of 1888, a group of good friends were travelling through Switzerland on their way to Italy, when, one night in August thunderstorms halted their journey. They were ensconced for a few days in Villa Lou Vieil on Lake Geneva, and after the companions had read aloud from the Tales of the Dead, a collection of horror tales, one of them suggested that they each would tell a ghost story to entertain and terrify his friends, and in order to pass the time. The names of the travelers were Lord Ruthven, Count Vardalek and Count Dracula.
In theory the competition was open to all tree, but in actuality it was a test of rivalry between Lord Ruthven and Count Dracula to see which of them was able to attract the heart of the young green-eyed beau Count Vardalek. . . “