
the-girl-who-mourns-lovecraft:
Interview with the Vampire: The Vampire Chronicles filming location: Louis spins his tale in the fictitious ‘St Martin’s’ hotel: Market Street at Taylor Street, downtown San Francisco
“Just a room.”

the-girl-who-mourns-lovecraft:
Interview with the Vampire: The Vampire Chronicles filming location: Louis spins his tale in the fictitious ‘St Martin’s’ hotel: Market Street at Taylor Street, downtown San Francisco
“Just a room.”

“But when she moved towards the man she wasn’t human at all. She had become a pure predator, as only a beast can be a predator, and yet she was a woman…” -Lestat, The Vampire Lestat
OLLA Extended and Deleted scenes
(Look at those little hand movements.. Me want self a Hiddles
in bed)
This is the vampires-in-bed that we didn’t get in Interview w/ the Vampire ;A;
“Read between the lines.”
Yes, I’m an acquired taste…but, you’re never going to forget how I smoothly pass your lips and dwell within your palette with a dark sweetness you crave over and over.

“Her generation, with Touch-Tone phones. Big deal! I can write with a quill pen in a flurry of curlicues you wouldn’t believe; let’s see her do that. And I don’t spill a drop of ink on the parchment, either.” – Lestat de Lioncourt, Blood Canticle

‘The world changes, we do not, there lies the irony that finally kills us.’
Interview With The Vampire (1994)
Marius, you turned your back on me. that came as no surprise, really. You were always the teacher, the parent, the high priest. I don’t despise you for it. But Louis! My Louis, I could never deny you anything, and you turned me away!
Lestat (via unionthesalmon)
unionthesalmon tagged it:
#lestat has problems the book
#vampire chronicles
#when does lestat not have problems
#lestat walks hand in hand with problems right into a problem
#then he adopts that problem and raises it and the problem stabs him in the back
#Accurate
Hahaha omg! I think he’s referring to Lestat’s lines:
When Lestat would ask me ta read his ass thangs, I would sometimes git so annoyed dat I would deliberately tell his ass tha lyrics meant suttin’ straight-up different from what tha fuck was freestyled — fo’ fun. I aint talkin’ bout chicken n’ gravy biatch. Because da thug would believe anythang I ‘read’ ta his muthafuckin ass. I don’t be thinkin he eva straight-up figured it out, either.
“I wasn’t the lead, but I was the young lover, a sort of Lelio again really, which was almost better than the lead, and I stole every scene in which I appeared. Nicolas had taught me the part, bawling me out constantly for not learning to read. And by the fourth performance, the playwright had written extra lines for me.”