You can’t kill vampires
The resilience of the vampire is legendary but the continuing rude health of the genre would baffle even Professor Van Helsing. Once Twilight ( cleverer than people say) and True Blood ( so many genres in one place) were up and running, it looked as if the myth might have exhausted all new manipulation. Not so. In 2008, Let the Right One In, Thomas Alfredson’s horribly brilliant not- coming- of- age chilller, won fans across the world and spawned a stage play. Two years ago, Jim Jarmusch plumbed rock mythology and the decline of Detroit in Only Lovers Left Alive. Now, A Girl Walks Home Alone at Night treats the idea of racial otherness and feminist issues. The notion of the excluded deathless being is, if anything, more firmly placed in culture than it has ever been. Maybe, somebody clever might like to make a meta- metavampire film about the rise of the meta- vampire. It’s just a thought.