Re: the 20th Anniversary Bluray, Yes! I am aware. Thank you for thinking of me though, bc I found out about Prince Lestat through Tumblr, soooo IF THERE IS ANY VC NEWS I WANNA BE INFORMED IMMEDIATEMENT. After all, part of the purpose of this blog is sharing VC News ^_____^
I doubt it will have any really good extras but one can still hope bc we deserve new cast interviews at the very least! There was so little of that on the original DVD ;A;
Speaking of VC News: AR was at ComicCon recently (July I think) which is suspicious… does she want to do a new graphic novel? Did anyone here see her, or know what she was doing there other than looking pretty and signing things?
I can’t believe I ate all those whores.
ooc; Lestat in Interview with the Vampire (i-want-my-iwtv)
Now, listen closely, because I’m only going to say this once:
One does not stop being a mother.
Ever.
Your children may die, they may vanish, they may move on to lives where they never need nor see you again—but you never stop being their mother.
You may wish with all your heart to revoke the rights and so-called privileges of motherhood. You may wish them dead or wish them to love you more than they are capable of doing.
You may wish to love them less, to wrap your heart up safely from them, from not only their cruelties and their kindnesses but from the sweet, milky memories of them that cannot be lost no matter how you might try or no matter how often you turn their tattered photos over and over in your mind.
Do you comprehend what I am saying to you? No matter who I become, no matter what lands I traverse or who I might meet or how rarely I speak with my goddamn son—I will always be the mother that bore those children. That identity will always remain within me, even if sometimes it is the smallest part of who I am.
And in regards to Lestat:
The love I bear for him need not be repeated here, as I have addressed it.
The pain we cause each other need not be repeated here, as I have addressed it.
The total devotion I have for him need not be repeated here, as those who might read have no right to do so.
And the intricacies of our bond are ours. And they contain within them every label we’ve ever held between us, every touch we’ve ever shared, and every memory we’ve crafted—from the moment he began to move within my womb to the last night I visited with him in New Orleans this past summer.
He is my son.
I am his mother.
And within those titles live worlds of who we are to each other.
My father and I…clashed from a very early age. He was always tougher on me than the rest of my brothers, always expected more yet was never satisfied. I can’t fathom what I could have done to upset him so. My only crime seemed to be that I existed.
I don’t know if he loved me. I think not. He apologized in his dying moments for snatching me out of the monastery and burning my books, begging my forgiveness, but I think perhaps he was more concerned with his immortal soul than my peace of mind.
It’s difficult to say, before I was made a vampire I did not find myself in the company of many corpses. From the accounts of the others it seems to be an ingrained aversion inherent in all humans that only strengthens with the blood. Because let me ask you this— does anybody particularly like corpses?
Without addressing precisely which abuse you are curious about, I will simply make an assumption.
For a long time—no, I did not know.
For years I had no idea what was happening.
Once I knew…well. So much was clear, wasn’t it? The panic attacks, the anxiety, the irrational fears and night terrors. But there was little I could do to stop what was happening. Lestat’s age compounded with my total lack of power in that house made sure of that.
What do you want from me?
Tears?
Apologies?
I can offer neither. The past has past. The Marquis is dead. The damage is done.
Leave my son’s childhood, what tattered pieces remain of it, to those who can keep it.
I-want-my-IWTV 