Queen of the Damned
There is indeed a movie script, though I can tell it doesn't follow the actual movie in some ways.
I just saw Queen of the Damned, and I enjoyed it. I haven't read the book, so that hasn't colored my perception or preconception of the movie. The movie has some erotic moments, but I enjoyed it more for its violent romance and moving self-sacrifices. I hold those ideals in my heart, which is why I love the story of Aeris and Cloud.
Whether or not the movie followed the book, I got a sense of the long history that each character had from the loneliness of centuries. Slow-moving, the atmosphere was to show that the vampires lived beyond human time. Unfortunately, the channel that was broadcasting the movie chose the last thirty minutes not to display any captioning.
The ending looked visually romantic, though. The script gave me an idea of what was happening.
Anne Rice, who wrote the books that were the settings for the movie, has a son named Christopher, if you didn't know already. And yes, he falls into love with others of the same sex, and I read one book that he wrote, A Density of Souls, which showed the same level of romance that I enjoy. The erotic suffering of an almost sadomasochism of wires entangling and cutting into Stephen's skin, making it bleed and leaving life-long scars was something that I most wanted to see and touch.
Although I enjoyed the book, to me it seems to have started too slowly. Maybe I don't have the patience to read and let the writer build the characters and the settings up. I expect actions in medias res, and character buildup to come later.
That's partly why when I first open Christopher Rice's second book, I read the first few paragraphs before giving up because I realized what a pain getting through the first few chapters (and his style of writing) of the first book was. (He used the word "splayed" a little too much for me is my complaint, since it seemed to serve as a convenient substitute for describing the actual position of the legs being pushed apart.) Maybe someday, I will learn to lengthen my attention span so that I can pick up a book; rather than plodding through the pages to get to the interesting parts, I will learn to delay my gratifications and read for reading's sake, not conduct a internal dialogue over the writer's choice of colloquial phrases.
I just saw Queen of the Damned, and I enjoyed it. I haven't read the book, so that hasn't colored my perception or preconception of the movie. The movie has some erotic moments, but I enjoyed it more for its violent romance and moving self-sacrifices. I hold those ideals in my heart, which is why I love the story of Aeris and Cloud.
Whether or not the movie followed the book, I got a sense of the long history that each character had from the loneliness of centuries. Slow-moving, the atmosphere was to show that the vampires lived beyond human time. Unfortunately, the channel that was broadcasting the movie chose the last thirty minutes not to display any captioning.
The ending looked visually romantic, though. The script gave me an idea of what was happening.
Anne Rice, who wrote the books that were the settings for the movie, has a son named Christopher, if you didn't know already. And yes, he falls into love with others of the same sex, and I read one book that he wrote, A Density of Souls, which showed the same level of romance that I enjoy. The erotic suffering of an almost sadomasochism of wires entangling and cutting into Stephen's skin, making it bleed and leaving life-long scars was something that I most wanted to see and touch.
Although I enjoyed the book, to me it seems to have started too slowly. Maybe I don't have the patience to read and let the writer build the characters and the settings up. I expect actions in medias res, and character buildup to come later.
That's partly why when I first open Christopher Rice's second book, I read the first few paragraphs before giving up because I realized what a pain getting through the first few chapters (and his style of writing) of the first book was. (He used the word "splayed" a little too much for me is my complaint, since it seemed to serve as a convenient substitute for describing the actual position of the legs being pushed apart.) Maybe someday, I will learn to lengthen my attention span so that I can pick up a book; rather than plodding through the pages to get to the interesting parts, I will learn to delay my gratifications and read for reading's sake, not conduct a internal dialogue over the writer's choice of colloquial phrases.
posted by Alan at December 10, 2005
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