Vampires have one purpose alone: to give stake-makers job security. Period. I loathe the goth and poor, misunderstood, modern vampires the most. There's a vampire in town? I'm getting an order of garlic bread, grabbing a BIG honkin' cross, and loading up a crossbow with stakes, and that's the end of it. With a nice big posse of course. Keep 'em busy till dawn and then let the sun do its work.
Hehehe.
Part of what I like about True Blood is that it takes this opinion, and draws overt parallels to racism with it. Lynch mobs and "no bloodsuckers" signs and the like. I like that parallel to a "monster living amongst us." I've used it before in my D&D games, though usually with less undead fare (half-orcs and suchlike).
Part of what I don't like about most modern vampire depictions is that it has trouble getting past the "OMG VAMPIRE SEXY HOTNESS RAWR" angle. They remind me too much of conversations I've had with people in high school.
"You don't know him like I do! I can change him! He only beats me when he's drunk!"
As a result, the vampire becomes pretty weak sauce, because he suddenly needs to be sympathetic and relatable, so that when the girls that feel this way become protagonists, the audience can sympathize with their feelings. So that they're NOT that dumb girl you met in high school.
Except, usually, vampires are still immortal bloodsucking mass murderers who are just "really sorry" about what they've done. You can see it in their brooding eyes!
Turning vampires into just another bad boy archetype, IMO, kind of removes their carnal danger.
I didn't mind Angel or Spike from Buffy so much -- it was very
earned when it was done there. V:tM gets points for being one of the first to take it on. It can be done well.
But so often it's just some Mary Jane fantasy gone horribly awry for people who think Anne Rice is too racy.
Aristocrat Vampires are to Elvis as Modern Vampires are to Fonzie.
But I like the "postmodern" vampire.
Sure, you're misunderstood. But you are an addict to a drug. You are an abuser of humanity. You are an immortal menace without the dignity to kill yourself to spare those around you. You are unnatural, not necessarily bestial, not necessarily in control of your cravings, but pathetic, violent, unpredictable. The only people who idolize you are those who crave immediate pleasure, and don't care what they're giving up.
A lot more possible pathos in that.
