Your Old-Age Sense of Humor

Vampires (1998)
directed by John Carpenter
rating: no cravats
on DVD from Netflix

What a goddamn disaster. I'd like to have seen the look on Adrienne Barbeau's face if Carpenter had tried pawning this script off on her in 1980. But Laura fucking Palmer, John? Anyone - anyone - but our dear, sweet Laura. And Gary Kibbe, I'm sorry, but the desert is always beautiful at sunset. It's interiors that make you a great cinematographer.

So nevermind the roundtable, John. You really let me down.