Here is my latest book next to Jonathan Maberry’s and John Ajvide Lindqvist’s latest books. This kind of thing is bound to happen with stock photos. If you’re keeping score, my book came out three months before the other two. The weird thing is I now feel obligated to read the other two books.
I am torn. I am really looking forward to seeing the new movie Let Me In, but at the same time I’m feeling oddly loyal to the Swedish film it’s based on, Let The Right One In. That movie was supremely creepy. It was unlike any vampire movie I’ve ever seen, and given what Hollywood has done with vampire movies as of late, I’m a little worried that they are going to ruin a great story. Both movies are based on a novel called Let The Right One In by John Ajvide Lindqvist (Look! A word where a “q” isn’t followed by a “u.” Those crazy Swedes.) The premise of the story is an outcast young boy makes friends with his weird neighbor who turns out to be a vampire. The Swedish film is stark, and gloomy, and tense. You just had the feeling things were going to go horribly wrong at any moment.
The trailer for the American looks promising.
Here’s the trailer for the Swedish film.
You can see they have a similar look and feel. Who knows? Maybe we Americans got it right. I’m telling you now I chewing my arm off in protest if they make the vampires sparkle!
I haven’t been happy with the offerings in the way of vampire books and films lately. There’s a concerted effort to lift the vampire from the pages of horror books and place them squarely in the gooey center of romance books. The same is true in the cinema and television. Today’s vampires are glorified underwear models with not so much a lust for blood, but a lust for hair gel and full body waxings.
I’m happy to announce that I have found a vampire flick that just really creeped me out to the bone. Let the Right One In is a Swedish film, and it is absent of any pretty boy vampires. Not only is it satisfyingly creepy, but it is a totally original vampire story. It is the story of a young, introverted boy being raised by his single mother in a nondescript apartment building in a nondescript small community in a nondescript country. In fact, the nondescript nature of the setting adds to the sinister feel of the film. One winter evening a young girl and what appears to be her father move into the apartment next to the boy and his mother. The boy, alone and despondent, befriends the girl, something she warned him would never happen. Not surprisingly, we discover that the girl is a vampire and she has an uncontrollable urge to drink blood. The old man is not her father, but her servant keeper. I don’t want to give up too much of the story, but I will say that it is not gory. There are very few “look away” moments. In fact, I was glued to the screen. It is a subtly scary, infinitely eerie, ultimately sweet story.
The one drawback is that it is a Swedish film dubbed over in English. The bully at the school sounds like a member of the lollipop guild, but that is a forgivable slip in an otherwise flawless vampire film. To all you Americans bent on making vampires fashion models please stop. Take a lesson from the makers of Let the Right One In and bring back the creep-factor in our American vampires!