I am very into Kiss of the Damned.
Here’s the thing: I kinda love True Blood. It’s a guilty pleasure but not one that would surprise anyone who knows me in real life. And if I met, say, Alexander Skarsgard, I would probably look like this or like the woman here doing the most intense photobomb ever. Skarsgard’s also starring in the upcoming remake of Straw Dogs as the main antagonist. Not to put too fine a point on it, but his character is a rapist. This gives me all sorts of complicated feelings, and not just because he plays my favorite vampire to ever kick back in a pair of track pants. He’s a talented actor, and damn, damn good in Melancholia. I have heard that he’s quite good in Straw Dogs as well, and I’ll definitely see it and hope, as I usually do, that it’s worth seeing. What gives me pause is the way we as viewers are invited to see him as sexually attractive, a similarity I’ve noticed in other characters of recent remakes of the same era, and how that subverts the subtext of the film itself.
Read the rest. I busted my butt on it. Thaaaaanks.

