Because there’s just something about a vampire.
Because Moyer’s steely-eyed, emotionally troubled, conscience-ridden, lovestruck Confederate soldier-turned-vampyre Bill Compton is actually the moral center of True Blood — the hilarious HBO porno hour by American Beauty‘s Alan Ball.
Because I’m quite sure he’s not liberal, Bush-hating Alan Ball’s idea of a hero.
Because we need to post something on this site for the six women who read it, and I’m certain none of it’s going to come from Floyd or Kriskey.
Because he combines two female wet dreams in one: the Vamp & the Southern Gentleman.
Because June’s already got her own vampire. This. One’s. Mine.
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He’s no Rita Hayworth.
Hey… we have at least 10 female readers….
Steph, Tracy, June, Urban Mom, Enbreth, Stacie, my Mom and sister both read, but rarely comment, Malagate… ah hell that’s only 9.
You forgot BarryO.
“I’m certain none of it’s going to come from Floyd or Kriskey.”
I posted a picture of Casanova yesterday, Wankette.
Casa-freakin-NOVA!
And Clark Gable. Now HE was f-i-n-e.
I cheated a little bit on Gable, and picked a photo where I thought he looked a little goofy.
*shivers*
‘Nuff said.
Oh yes I do have my own vampire… oh yes I mother-loving do! *giggle*
http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2eHHmBm_pY/Sfsy5Ha_brI/AAAAAAAADEc/5JPeNS1Idvg/s400/robert-pattinson-calendar.jpg
This was mine a while back but eh….not anymore….
http://images1.fanpop.com/images/quiz/13875_1213705166388_212_320.jpg
I don’t have a vampire anymore
Surely, Steph, one of these will suffice…
http://www.billandted.org/pics/alexkeanu/lostboys3.jpg
The Lost Boys?
Duh.
They still look like little kids…me likey grown up Vampire dudes.
Poooooorrrr Gerry. He don’t know what he’s missin’, Steph.
PHFFT! Butler..bleah!
I always read, but rarely comment, as well, thats double digits folks.
Tink!!! I am so sorry.
No one puts Baby in a corner, Floyd.
I have a thing for Vampires. I guess most women do. I wonder why?
He has some character to his face, not a pretty boy. I like that.
It is because they want us so badly and we are willing to die for that type of desire… hehe.
PLUS-we would be immortal, and if biten at just the right time of the month-that one small week where we hold no extra water weight and feel like a million bucks-well that would be PERFECT!
My luck I would be bitten right at PMS bloat time and spend my days roaming the earth irritated and desiring carbs versus the blood of another human.
Sigh
That’s very funny, June! You’re a clever writer. You ought to get your own blog.
Oh Rufus… it is much more fun to just be a commenter on your world-class, internationally renowned blog. Much less drama and I can blame the subject matter on Mike.
Mike is quite the rapscallion…
“Much less drama and I can blame the subject matter on Mike.”
It’s nice to be recognized.
I have no desire for immortality. Not here at least. I’m with Tolkien on that, it would be at best a blessing/curse.
Maybe I’m already a vampire.
Tracy:
Good one!
Has anyone ever thought of reversing the scenario, having a mortal man fall in love with a vampire woman? I’ve played with that scenario as a story idea, where a mortal man’s selfless love becomes a path to redemption for a vampiress. Personally, I think the storytelling potential is far better than the well-tenderized equine of some moon-eyed girl fawning over the mysterious and brooding vampire. No one seems to be able to do anything new with it.
I’d rather they just get away from any romantic perspective and dehumanize the vampires, more like Nosferatu and ‘Salem’s Lot did. Even more so. In something I’m working on, they’re more leech-like creatures rather than the fang-baring cliches.
Sort of a 30 Days of Night vibe, then?
Problem is, that then shifts it into an entirely different genre. That’s great for straight horror, but I’m talking about how to revitalize the vampire archetype with in the existing formula.
Not really a 30 Days of Night (although that was a bit refreshing getaway from the genre), but if there’s any seduction it’s done by male and female familars(?), or whatever Renfield was, that lure the prey to the vampires. These ones who lead people to the leech-like vampires over centuries were mistaken for the vampires themselves, which gave birth to the human-like vampire legend. They were the last ones, occasionally, seen making off with the victims, and since the victims never made it back to tell otherwise, the legend was born. I’m going for straight horror/mystery, because like you kind of said, the genre is cliched and fizzled out. I think even switching gender roles may just be following the same formula. But then again, what I’m working on isn’t a vampire story, there are just vampires in it. It’s really about true evil and how our legends/myths/folklore have covered up, intentionally or unintentionally, what its true nature is, since the beginning of time.
But then I wouldn’t want to do them, so pffffffft.
So…you’re saying that in that particular timeframe, you’d be more interested in pastry that a relationship?
Huh?
David-that was in reply to June’s earlier comment about that time of the month. It didn’t post where it was supposed to.
June,
I need that line for my next screenplay pls.
Sure Wanks-I have plenty more where that comes from. Have I told you how I feel about the process of raising your leg in the shower in attempts to shave all the hair off in a manner that will neither kill you from slipping or maim you from the 3 month old dull blade on the razor that I am using because I just can’t seem to remember to change it out until I am already in the shower and realize that I should shave before I get captured by the local juvenile deliquents when they mistaken me for a Yeti?
Yeah-you know what I am talkin’ about Sister!
Thats part of the modern Vampire myth Tracy, the curse of being immortal. In Bram Stoker’s Dracula, that was part of story, he had cursed himself to walk through the world undead and when it came to crunch time he looks up at the sky and tells Minna to kill him, release him. Same thing at the end of Dracula 2000, Butler hanging from the cross and realizing he was being forgiven by God for what he had done.
“Because we need to post something on this site for the six women who read it, and I’m certain none of it’s going to come from Floyd or Kriskey.”
Wankette, with all the good looking guys here at 3D, and you still feel the need to post all this eye candy that most likely hasn’t the substance of let’s say a Kriskey or a Turbo?!
fritz,
They feel the need to post pictures of say, Ms Hayek, even with a Persian sex goddess at their disposal. Quid pro quo.
Thank you for taking care of us girls, Wankette.
Of course.
If we have to sit through boobs galore aka Hayak then you all can sit through Stephen Moyer, that cute Pattison fella and this guy whom I found while watching some home improvement show….
http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jv5Wk5DIkfY/SFMwHvK54SI/AAAAAAAAEVE/I2-H9vMVvTw/s320/carter_oosterhouse2-719633.jpg
Carter Oosterhouse…sigh…..
I just like sayin’ his last name. Oosterhouse. Oooooosterhouse. I wish I had to O’s in my last name. What fun!
Isn’t he just dreamy…..my idea of a handy man..growr.