Some folks at work went to a screening of the American film version of the vampire novel, Let Me In.*
“It left people speechless,” my boss said.
“Speechless?”
“Apparently some people couldn’t talk for a bit after they saw it…and when they could, they said it was awesome. It was surprisingly tender and super-gory.”
Surprisingly tender and super-gory. “That’s not a combination you see very often,” I said.
“Gorier than the Swedish version,” he added, rather gleefully.
While that sounds charming, I’d prefer to have John Lindqvist describe it in his own glorious words than watch blood spurting out of someone’s neck for two non-Swedish hours. (For those of you who are squarely in favor of blood-spurting-out-of-someone’s-neck-for-two-hours, I believe a review of the film is coming Monday.)
Thanks to narrator Steven Pacey, you can have your gore without seeing it too. Here’s an excerpt from the audiobook version of John Lindqvist’s Let Me In:
*Titled Let the Right One In in Sweden
Liz is…irrationally excited over the glittery D&D dice she got for her birthday.
