I allowed myself to forget how totally I had fallen in love with Lestat’s iridescent eyes, that I’d sold my soul for a many-colored and luminescent thing, thinking that a highly reflective surface conveyed the power to walk on water.
I am blown away.
They made me look like Glenn Close in Fatal Attraction.
“What would Christ need have done to make me follow him like Matthew or Peter? Dress well, to begin with. And have a luxurious head of pampered yellow hair.” – Louis de Pointe du Lac, Interview with the Vampire
if the phantom of the opera has taught me anything it’s that if all else fails you set the place on fire and cry
And if the Vampire Chronicles have taught me anything it’s that if all else fails, you set the place on fire and mope.
Yeah, pretty much!
We make fun of Louis for his pyromania so much hell I do it too!, but he was a plantation owner and that means slash & burn may have been part of the regular crop production. Setting fires was a step in standard operating procedure. Wiki says: “The resulting ash fertilizes the soil and the burned field is then planted at the beginning of the next rainy season with crops…”
But then you have this exchange from IWTV:
“ ‘Fire purifies …’ Claudia said. And I said, `No, fire merely destroys…’ ”
So yeah maybe it’s just the pyromania…
gorgeous-fiend: #NO #NO WAY DID MATER JUST SAY LESTAT LISTENS TO JON BON JOVI #NOPE NOPE NOPE
Of course he does! Consider the following:
1) Lestat has pretty scholcky taste in music, all things considered. Yes he is a musician and a rock star but basically he likes anything you can dance to;
2) Bon Jovi are tbh pretty cool. I’m not saying rush out and buy all their albums, but Slippery When Wet is a good time with a gross title.
Hard to disagree w/ liquorandptsdvarietyshow. Headcanon accepted. Although my gut reaction to things AR claims he likes, in general, is to disagree. See: Lestat’s papal desires.
My fave bit in Blood Canticle is when he has that extended fantasy about explaining to Pope JP that capitalism is actually, in fact, totes great. I just love that. It’s so fucking awful and yet it’s weirdly in character.
It’s true though that there is this thing AR has where basically all the vampires, indiscriminate of their differences, enjoy all the same art, and that art suspiciously, somehow, is basically just everything AR likes. It’s like those fanfics I wrote when I was younger where all the characters had my exact taste, meaning I got to insert music and books and that that I liked.*
Examples include: the Baz Luhrmann Romeo & Juliet, Wim Wenders’ Wings of Desire, whichever Baroque violinist AR is listening to at the time…
*I don’t do that anymore – nowadays character’s preferences are strongly informed by character. E.g., how Lestat thinks W. Bush is charming and bumbly, and likes Judy Blume (whom I do like, but… not like he does). Or in AmCap, even, how Steve likes LOTR (I super don’t). Or Tony is weird about Steve Albini (which is because Albini is aggressively committed to analogue recording technology, at the same time as being a similar model of belligerent middle-aged asshole to Tony. It’s a joke, guys, I’m very funny).
I have to reread Blood Canticle, forgot about the defense of capitalism mixed with papal awe… there are definitely some good things in BC. Like Mona not taking Lestat’s chauvinism AT ALL.
“And I know why you’re so fired up over Rowan, she’s the first adult female other than your own mother who’s ever caught your attention for more than five minutes, and Hello! Lestat Discovers The Opposite Sex! Yeah, females do come in grown-up sizes! And I happen to be one of them, and this is not the Garden of Eden, and I am not taking off this dress!”
//Shots fired! I’m not a big fan of Mona Mayfair but WOW who else has the balls to talk to him like that?!
It makes the story so much richer to have the characters have their own interests and not share them with each other. Example: Louis’s distaste but understanding of Lestat’s need of regular installments of retail therapy. Those gas-station sunglasses!
Side note: I think your Lestat is amused at the performance of W. as a character, whether W. intended it consciously or it came naturally. Perhaps Lestat sees it (and politics in general) as a form of modern Commedia dell’arte, watching W. perform, watching newsmen bark at each other about W…. might be a similar kind of show!
How adorable that your Lestat went into such analysis about Judy Blume, how refreshing for him to cite specific reasons why he adores her thinking process, and her advice, how he relates it to different situations, whether he agrees with it or not and even questioning those judgements… rather than canon!Lestat who seemed to drool over the Pope for no more than his proximity to God and the kind of worship he experiences as middle man between the believers and the Creator.
Ahhh tangent… I shouldn’t have continued this, shouldn’t try to bite off more than I can chew with you, liquorandptsdvarietyshow… but we are in agreement, is the bottom line ;]
I touch myself whenever I think about you. More specifically, I rub my temples because I get a headache because you’re awful.
fancyadevil: #the Vampire #Lestat dear
Louis came then. He was so happy that I had not perished. Louis had something to say. He knew I was concerned and he was anxious about the presence of the others. He looked his usual ascetic self, got up in tired black clothes of beautiful cut but impossible dustiness and a shirt so thin and worn that it seemed an elfin web of threads rather than true lace and cloth.
When you start to know someone, all their physical characteristics start to disappear. You begin to dwell in their energy, recognize the scent of their skin. You see only the essence of the person, not the shell. That’s why you can’t fall in love with beauty. You can lust after it, be infatuated by it, want to own it. You can love it with your eyes and your body but not your heart. And that’s why, when you really connect with a person’s inner self, any physical imperfections disappear, become irrelevant.
[X]
“When he says I played with innocent strangers, befriending them and then killing them, how was he to know that I hunted almost exclusively among the gamblers, the thieves, and the killers, being more faithful to my unspoken vow to kill the evildoer than even I had hoped I would be? …The whores I feasted upon in front of Louis once, to spite him, had drugged and robbed many a seaman who was never seen alive again.
But little things like this don’t really matter. He told the tale as he believed it.”
– the Vampire Lestat
mangokiwi-mangaka021: #the truth from the sex-god horse’s mouth #biased story v biased story
You’re only given a little spark of madness. You mustn’t lose it.
I-want-my-IWTV 