|Very, very wrong.|
|"Louis... am I pretty?"|
Half the problem with Interview With The Vampire is the casting. It's never gratingly wrong, but it's seldom more than competent. It may be a miracle of its own that Cruise didn't butcher his character, but can anyone get exciting about a performance that is just... okay? Kristen Dunst, similarly, is out of her depth here. An adult vampire trapped in a child's body, Claudia is motivated by her pent-up sensuality, but in Dunst's hands she never convinces as a frustrated adult. Claudia seems to desire Louis in exactly the same way she'd desire an ice cream sandwich or a pony. This was a Dakota Fanning role back when there was no Dakota Fanning, and Dunst just isn't up to scratch.
The other half of the problem is that this movie takes itself way too fucking seriously. Louis is a yawnworthy hero, constantly fretting over the mystery of his existence; since his moral quandaries are never resolved, they become tiresome. Lestat and Claudia's machinations are entertaining in a sort of undead soap-opera fashion, but they don't get enough narrative weight to rescue the film from its milquetoast protagonist. I also wish that more had been done with Christian Slater, who feints at having a personality in the first couple scenes but is reduced to a one-man Greek chorus by the end.
I'm not even going to take the cheap shot and be all like "well at least my generation's vampires didn't sparkle". Let's face it, that's way too fucking easy. Louis and Lestat's incessant, gratuitous posing and moping paved the way for Cullen and his ilk. It's a damn shame, because movie vamps never used to be such wimps. Where's Max Schreck when you need him?
|Preparing to EAT YOUR SOUL, that's where.|
|Best dressed person in the room? You're darn tootin'.|