It's been years since the vampire Lestat sought to teach Louis about the night and all its beauty. For some, the film was amazing. For others, it was miscast and void of all the magic that propelled the reader through every book. As we moved into the second installment, it was clear the new film's creators didn't "get" the author's material and the result was an odd mess best left to midnight screenings and a cult movie status. Hollywood has always had an uneasy relationship with authors and even producers that expound on their love for the source material sometimes turn out an adaption that makes us question if they really read the book at all. When the party is over, we are left to wonder what the author can do to reclaim their written necromancy. Today, we live in the age of second chances, and Anne Rice is ready to bring her pale children before us once more...
