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rhodrymavelyneI just watched Lust for a Vampire again.
Often I roll my eyes at tropes, but tropes are better than total trash, which the swaggering, bullying villains making real life miserable seem to be these days.
The tropes in Lust for a Vampire may be cheesy, but they’re a tasty goat cheese on top of a decent bread with peppers marinated in olive oil on top. Yes, it’s a pretentious cheese, but it’s fun, not tacky, tasteless, and overpriced.
Once this movie would have been considered tasteless, but this is the innocence of never having had a truly atrocious, nightmarish lack of taste inflicted upon you.
I love the black capes lined with red silk, which the vampires in this movie wear. I love the wood-paneled rooms; how elegant and commanding the Countess Herritzen is in her fashionable emerald green and black attire, facing off the men who’d cowed the headmistress with their anger.
She may have been evil, but she had style, which is more than I can say for some of the real life villains, threatening all that’s stylish with their sleaze.
The vampires in this movie; like the Countess and Mircalla, were the embodiment of seductive evil. Even the doctor/count, who committed human sacrifice, covered up the murders, and controlled Mircalla, when she had a moment of too much humanity, had a certain elegant allure in his menace. (I found myself wondering if he might have inspired Muraki in Yami no Matsuei/Descendents of Darkness.)
Victims opened their arms in adoration to these vampires, before seeing their fangs and screaming.
I guess I never fell under the spell of our modern monsters in corporations or politics. I could understand the appeal of a beautiful skyscraper, gardens, space, vintage furniture; all the trappings of wealth.
To undercut and cheapen every product so only the mediocre remains is to oppose beauty, deny it to your customers. To drag everyone into that spiral makes me wonder if you aren’t in league with the World of Darkness’s Wyrm, or you might as well be.
Movies seem to be a record of the lost beauty and elegance we once had, even in what was considered a cheesy movie.
I miss having such beauty and elegance; in restaurants, shops, homes, and products. It saddens me that so many corporations no longer strive for excellence, but seek to suck the elegance out of the world, and spew out mediocrity.
They may be vampires, but they’re not very classy, or fun.
Often I roll my eyes at tropes, but tropes are better than total trash, which the swaggering, bullying villains making real life miserable seem to be these days.
The tropes in Lust for a Vampire may be cheesy, but they’re a tasty goat cheese on top of a decent bread with peppers marinated in olive oil on top. Yes, it’s a pretentious cheese, but it’s fun, not tacky, tasteless, and overpriced.
Once this movie would have been considered tasteless, but this is the innocence of never having had a truly atrocious, nightmarish lack of taste inflicted upon you.
I love the black capes lined with red silk, which the vampires in this movie wear. I love the wood-paneled rooms; how elegant and commanding the Countess Herritzen is in her fashionable emerald green and black attire, facing off the men who’d cowed the headmistress with their anger.
She may have been evil, but she had style, which is more than I can say for some of the real life villains, threatening all that’s stylish with their sleaze.
The vampires in this movie; like the Countess and Mircalla, were the embodiment of seductive evil. Even the doctor/count, who committed human sacrifice, covered up the murders, and controlled Mircalla, when she had a moment of too much humanity, had a certain elegant allure in his menace. (I found myself wondering if he might have inspired Muraki in Yami no Matsuei/Descendents of Darkness.)
Victims opened their arms in adoration to these vampires, before seeing their fangs and screaming.
I guess I never fell under the spell of our modern monsters in corporations or politics. I could understand the appeal of a beautiful skyscraper, gardens, space, vintage furniture; all the trappings of wealth.
To undercut and cheapen every product so only the mediocre remains is to oppose beauty, deny it to your customers. To drag everyone into that spiral makes me wonder if you aren’t in league with the World of Darkness’s Wyrm, or you might as well be.
Movies seem to be a record of the lost beauty and elegance we once had, even in what was considered a cheesy movie.
I miss having such beauty and elegance; in restaurants, shops, homes, and products. It saddens me that so many corporations no longer strive for excellence, but seek to suck the elegance out of the world, and spew out mediocrity.
They may be vampires, but they’re not very classy, or fun.
