Danny & The Little Vampire
I don't have that many happy childhood memories, but I do have this one that never fails to make me smirk and feel a little tingle of hope deep down in my decaying meat puppet I call a body. I was about 9 years old, maybe 10 at a push, I don't really remember, but I was still somewhat of an innocent. It was Halloween night and I was sat in the family living room with a small pile of candy on my lap watching Halloween films when The Little Vampire came on the screen. Instantly I was captivated by the moonlight, the vampires and the beauty of the night. I could relate to the boy's loneliness; Being in a new school, not really having any friends yet, being so unsure of everything. I sunk into the film right away.
I've been a horror film from a young age. I was watching the X-Files with my parents from the age of 6 or 7, so I didn't find the film scary like some kids my age would. I found it a comforting, almost fulfilling film. I wanted a friend, just like the boy in the film did. I was almost jealous that he got to be friends with a vampire and I had to deal with constant assholes. The first time after watching the film, I looked out at the moon and wished that I could have a friend like that. I didn't understand why they didn't want to be vampires anymore. As a child, I had no real concept of death; I just knew that once you died you didn't exist here anymore. I was told that you went someplace else and I assumed that you woke up in another place or something. (I have staggering thoughts about this topic I might share at a later date.)
The whole concept of the parents swinging with the vampire parents completely went over my head. The art of seduction didn't hit me until I was about 13 years old and was reading about various things in adult books. Hey! I was a curious kid...maybe a bit too curious really. Now when I look back and watch the film I laugh at the idea of attempting to have an orgasm with the undead and wonder if they can even cum. Can a vampire woman get pregnant by a non-vampire bloke? Can a vampire bloke impregnate a living woman? And don't even start with that Twilight bullshit. These are the kind of thoughts that plague me when I'm riding the bus and sometimes creep into me when I'm watching the film.
I remember wanting to be a vampire after seeing this film. I wanted all the cool powers they had and I loved that they roamed the night. I was just getting over my fear of the dark at this point in my life and I was itching to explore it. I fear some dark spaces, it's a natural human instinct to fear certain dark spaces, but for the most part, I just want to poke my nose into things. Just not the dark sea, I have a fear or the deep, dark sea. It's not just that I can't see, it's more about the act of suffocating in a world I can't see.
I wanted to be as cool as the kids in the film; they had amazing goth outfits, Victorian with a splash of modern. Sadly, I had my school uniforms and goofy t-shirts with cartoons or some kind of cooperate swine on them. Thankfully, as I got a little older, I started getting band shirts and Tripp pants and felt like a God. Well, if that doesn't show how old I'm getting, that bit about the trip pants, then I don't know what does. HAHA. That aside, I still like some of the styles. Mine were black and purple with skulls and chains.
It amazing what some films can do. I can put the film on and just fall back into that memory, those comforting feelings. I love the feelings of youth, adventure and just generally positive feelings this film brings back for me. So many times in the past I've put this film on to sleep too, lulled in a calm state I can sleep without the fear of nightmares. Usually, I fall asleep to serial killers and torture documentaries, but every once in a while I just want this little bit of childhood. I didn't think that I'd long for these days in the way that I do.
When I get in a deeply nostalgic state, I like to put on this film and some of the other films I loved in my youth to relive those few moments of joy. I'm able to slip away and put my present life on pause. I think these little breaks are the only things holding me together. Little mind vacations built in as a sort of safety. I've been having so many thoughts lately, I've been compelled to write. Sometimes it feels like the same kind of thoughts or notions, but I want to try and get them out, express them in different ways. It's a constant struggle to try and get it all out without seeming like a broken record or too metaphorical that no one understands what I'm talking about.
I've been a horror film from a young age. I was watching the X-Files with my parents from the age of 6 or 7, so I didn't find the film scary like some kids my age would. I found it a comforting, almost fulfilling film. I wanted a friend, just like the boy in the film did. I was almost jealous that he got to be friends with a vampire and I had to deal with constant assholes. The first time after watching the film, I looked out at the moon and wished that I could have a friend like that. I didn't understand why they didn't want to be vampires anymore. As a child, I had no real concept of death; I just knew that once you died you didn't exist here anymore. I was told that you went someplace else and I assumed that you woke up in another place or something. (I have staggering thoughts about this topic I might share at a later date.)
The whole concept of the parents swinging with the vampire parents completely went over my head. The art of seduction didn't hit me until I was about 13 years old and was reading about various things in adult books. Hey! I was a curious kid...maybe a bit too curious really. Now when I look back and watch the film I laugh at the idea of attempting to have an orgasm with the undead and wonder if they can even cum. Can a vampire woman get pregnant by a non-vampire bloke? Can a vampire bloke impregnate a living woman? And don't even start with that Twilight bullshit. These are the kind of thoughts that plague me when I'm riding the bus and sometimes creep into me when I'm watching the film.
I remember wanting to be a vampire after seeing this film. I wanted all the cool powers they had and I loved that they roamed the night. I was just getting over my fear of the dark at this point in my life and I was itching to explore it. I fear some dark spaces, it's a natural human instinct to fear certain dark spaces, but for the most part, I just want to poke my nose into things. Just not the dark sea, I have a fear or the deep, dark sea. It's not just that I can't see, it's more about the act of suffocating in a world I can't see.I wanted to be as cool as the kids in the film; they had amazing goth outfits, Victorian with a splash of modern. Sadly, I had my school uniforms and goofy t-shirts with cartoons or some kind of cooperate swine on them. Thankfully, as I got a little older, I started getting band shirts and Tripp pants and felt like a God. Well, if that doesn't show how old I'm getting, that bit about the trip pants, then I don't know what does. HAHA. That aside, I still like some of the styles. Mine were black and purple with skulls and chains.
It amazing what some films can do. I can put the film on and just fall back into that memory, those comforting feelings. I love the feelings of youth, adventure and just generally positive feelings this film brings back for me. So many times in the past I've put this film on to sleep too, lulled in a calm state I can sleep without the fear of nightmares. Usually, I fall asleep to serial killers and torture documentaries, but every once in a while I just want this little bit of childhood. I didn't think that I'd long for these days in the way that I do.
When I get in a deeply nostalgic state, I like to put on this film and some of the other films I loved in my youth to relive those few moments of joy. I'm able to slip away and put my present life on pause. I think these little breaks are the only things holding me together. Little mind vacations built in as a sort of safety. I've been having so many thoughts lately, I've been compelled to write. Sometimes it feels like the same kind of thoughts or notions, but I want to try and get them out, express them in different ways. It's a constant struggle to try and get it all out without seeming like a broken record or too metaphorical that no one understands what I'm talking about.
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