We’re still thinking about Halloween around here, and no Halloween is complete without vampires. Thanks to Hollywood, every generation gets its own sexy vampire movies, and each group of offerings inevitably gets worse. Which means whatever we look back at seems better and better when compared with the present dreck. Such is the case with 1987’s The Lost Boys and Near Dark. The former featured beautifully vacuous bloodsuckers that could have gone clubbing on Melrose Avenue and fit right in, whereas Kathryn Bigelow’s Near Dark was violent, grimy and loaded with desolate cool. But neither film was completely successful. Lost Boys was occasionally funny, but dismayingly lightweight and never scary. Near Dark went full bore on gore and its vampires were truly dangerous, but the film was damaged by internal logic that came totally undone. Near Dark is the superior flick, in our view, because its style is impossible to resist, but frankly both movies look like masterpieces next to the new vampire franchise Twilight. We recommend going back and watching both The Lost Boys and Near Dark. We did and we realized we never knew how good we had it.
Why is it that the newer a vampire movie is, the more it seems to suck?