The Cure: A New Vampire Musical
Oh, yeah, you read that right. My roommate found out one the theatre's in town had a original, vampire musical and then he drug me and his boyfriend to it. It was hilariously bad. Hilariously. Bad. A rock opera. With love to Twilight and True Blood and Lost Boys and so many things according the leaflet letter. Which let me down so much.
I found myself breaking it down by how other main canon vampire covens in similar situation would have viewed Vladimir (oh, yeah, so not kidding) ran his coven and treated his children, who all run around in black with red accented Goth-burlesque-stripper clothes. This became the run down in my head by the midway point.
Eric Northman would have been appalled at the continually allowed rebellion of his second. Aro never would have let Ryppian or Unique live long enough to be as cumbersome as they were. Carlisle would have found his method heavy handed and deluded, if not without compassionate bases. And Armand, circa book two, would have applauded his methods, completely willing to oversee the faults of willful children.
It was a blaze of god awful glory that kept us amused. Any love profession was followed by sex! Gay men get more glitter as vampires! The band was much too loud to hear the singers, who very much were not balladeers. And I swear I almost fell out of my seat in goggly eyed giggling and eye rolling shaking of my head, when the unveiling at the end of the musical, was that vampires became mortal if they went back into the sunlight.
And all three of the main vampire characters I've ever played/written would have seen it as a mockery on vampire myth at large. In such completely, characteristically, different ways. I spent a very large part of it mocking it, and had a rather great night out with the boys.
I found myself breaking it down by how other main canon vampire covens in similar situation would have viewed Vladimir (oh, yeah, so not kidding) ran his coven and treated his children, who all run around in black with red accented Goth-burlesque-stripper clothes. This became the run down in my head by the midway point.
Eric Northman would have been appalled at the continually allowed rebellion of his second. Aro never would have let Ryppian or Unique live long enough to be as cumbersome as they were. Carlisle would have found his method heavy handed and deluded, if not without compassionate bases. And Armand, circa book two, would have applauded his methods, completely willing to oversee the faults of willful children.
It was a blaze of god awful glory that kept us amused. Any love profession was followed by sex! Gay men get more glitter as vampires! The band was much too loud to hear the singers, who very much were not balladeers. And I swear I almost fell out of my seat in goggly eyed giggling and eye rolling shaking of my head, when the unveiling at the end of the musical, was that vampires became mortal if they went back into the sunlight.
And all three of the main vampire characters I've ever played/written would have seen it as a mockery on vampire myth at large. In such completely, characteristically, different ways. I spent a very large part of it mocking it, and had a rather great night out with the boys.