Vampire Diary

So, there has been this vampire thing going on for some time. Vampire clubs, vampire clothes, vampire movies, vampire this, vampire that. Largely drawn to by young people apparently between the age of fascination and hero worship. After watching this movie I found it so sad that so much of this seems to be nothing but the product of 90 plus years of intense and evolving entertainment. Radio, books, movies, television... all growing increasingly more sophisticated as the decades pass. Couple that with an era in human history never before experienced, at least as far as the industrialized western world is concerned where wealth, modernization, and more time to entertain ourselves and in almost any way we can imagine has done more to stunt our evolution than help it. People so lost, bored, confused, over-comfortable, and with far more choices of everything imaginable than any generation has ever had.

How does a phenomenon such as this where people begin to idolize, romanticize and fantasize about being vampires? Worse yet, of all things to be drawn to, the human spirit is drawn to the cruelest and most based creatures. Are they evil, or are they just surviving like any other animal? Does that question even matter? Are we really thinking existentially about the basic necessity of survival on such an animalistic level? As if it is required still? Or is it all the drama, the fantasy of preternaturalism that goes along with it. The anti-superhero fetish.

Why, after so long the idea of striving to evolve along the paths of compassion, generosity, kindness, etc., do we still romanticize ruthless killing for survival wrapped up in an aura of darkness, evil, cruelty, demons, etc? Why is that so big a draw to people? So much so, that even in this era to try to be kind or compassionate or even sincerely happy is too often seen as weakness, goody two-shoes, or a sign of mental deficiency.

It really makes me wonder just how much time we have left as a species, so bent on our own destruction that we are taking the whole lot down with us. For all those centuries of philosophical and religious arguing in favor of the idea that the basic nature of man is good... I've come to the conclusion that argument is piffle. Sure, there are those out there who do strive for such things, but just like the wise, they are few and far between. The vast number of us, the whole of humanity is nothing more than barely more than animals, except that animals kill to survive not by choice, we do it entirely by choice. Worse is that we don't have to. Whether it is actual killing, or doing anything to achieve, or gain, or draw to us whatever our cold little hearts desire and doing so in any way possible. Sometimes choosing the cruel ways entirely when it isn't even necessary. Call that mental illness if you need an excuse. Then think about your own actions, who you vote for, your willingness to cut the feet out from someone else if necessary to keep your house, your cars, your clothes, your toys. Then tell me how pious even you are.

After seeing this ridiculous excuse for what some consider deep, or experimental, I am certain now more than ever than we as a species are indeed no better than a virus. Vampires in our own right, except with out all the glamor, black clothes, and eye liner. And no matter how sophisticated our toys may seem, no matter how they may give us the illusion we are an evolved and evolving species, they're nothing but just that. An illusion. It's all just stuff. With them, we're still animals bent on our own wants and needs over others. Without them, we would revert to killing each-other wantonly for just the basics in a heartbeat.

Many people have addictions; food, alcohol, drugs, or other ungainly habits. Welcome to Vicki's world as a vampire and her addiction to blood. When I watched this film, I felt her pain as her addiction to blood may be different than the norm, yet perhaps not too far away from anyone else that suffers from unstoppable urges to do what we shouldn't. Watch this brilliant film and learn how to appreciate being human and have empathy for someone who struggles to do what is right under impossible circumstances. Contains a good mix of chilling, passionate, and humorous scenes from beginning to end with the beautiful Anna Walton leading the way.

This is one of these films where - often - the dialogue is spoken in some kind of breathless whisper, such that one needs the volume turned up to hear what's being said; and then - CRASH - in comes the music at now-deafening volume. This is very irritating.

It also has a "found footage" approach (despite being 8 years after Blair Witch, when I thought we'd all calmed down a bit..) - which is OK but occasionally distracting.

Having said that, it's not awful. The story, acting and cinematography could be worse and there's some nice use of English locations, which adds to the quasi-authentic context.

If you're in the market for modern lesbian vampire fare though, I'd recommend something like "Theresa and Allison" over this.

I usually enjoy anything with vampires and zombies in it - this was the exception. The story is not very interesting, and the central theme about dependency and vampire-human relationships was better explored in Let the Right One in.

It all feels very small which I suppose reflects the fact that one of the main characters is supposed to be making a documentary about weekend vampires. Still, small locations, small cast, small number of ideas.

The acting is not too bad, but there is just too little to work with. For instance, a fairly intense and straight-laced young woman (albeit the product of a troubled youth) suddenly becomes a serial killing accomplice as a result of her passion for a lesbian vampire. Just doesn't work - no soul searching just a total and immediate commitment to murder.

It is sexy though, so if this is a priority for you then you might enjoy it. Not for me though... My copy will be finding a new home :)

The concept is promising. As soon as it begins, the film is not.

Even putting aside the "found footage" framing, the stylization is frankly obnoxious. This includes the shoddy camerawork, the editing, and the direction; the insistence on extra close-up shots is especially aggravating and comes off as amateurish. Dialogue and characters are at best bland if not outright annoying, and the pace is brusque and rushed. Within the first fifteen minutes we're informed of the death of "Eddie" but are given no reason to care about him, and the beat is forced onto us so quickly that other characters' mourning doesn't even feel real. To be blunt, so it goes for pretty much everything else that is to follow in the next 75 minutes: scenes that should be inspiring or titillating fall flat owing to emphatically poor and overzealous execution. 'Vampire diary' is a broadly unlikable mess.

Would I like the cast more if I saw them in another feature? Would filmmaker Phil O'Shea, or co-director Mark James, demonstrate their capabilities elsewhere if I looked for other instances of their work? I'd like to think so. This specific movie, however, is irritating on almost every level, in almost every regard. I like the music, at least; though it's a tad overdone, I appreciate the work put in by the hair and makeup artists, and costume design. Yet these are not elements that can remotely begin to carry a picture. There are good ideas scattered throughout the length, but they feel plainly insufficient.

So what do we have, then, in terms of value? Good ideas that aren't done well, and passable rounding details that are inconsequential in the grand scheme of things? I think I tend to be very generous and open-minded when it comes to cinema, but even I struggle to describe 'Vampire diary' as something more than Rock Bottom. The plot and scene writing somewhat improve as the length progresses, but also feel haphazard at times; in any case, it's not enough to substantively make a difference, and the title is overlong regardless. Whether you're looking for a lesbian romance, a vampire flick, or a found-footage romp, there are many more much better films you can watch, and unless you're desperate, this sadly isn't particularly worth your time. I want to say that I like it more than I do, but style overshadows substance, and the style is awful.