"It's fun to be a vampire."

Well, here's as good a return to random blogging as any:

Rob Thomas, of Veronica Mars and iZombie fame, has a seven-season concept for a TV show based (*very* loosely, from what I can tell) on The Lost Boys (1987).

Because my love for this movie knows no bounds*, this is the best bad idea I've heard in a while. If this actually makes it to air, I'm going to watch the hell out of it. I mean, at least the first 3 episodes. Now, don't get me wrong—there's no need for this to exist. I acknowledge that wholeheartedly. I'm just also acknowledging that, if it airs, and if it makes it three episodes in, I will watch those three episodes, if only so that I can see exactly how bad it is and in precisely what ways. And I might later regret that I can never get those three hours of my life back.

Anyway, as Germain Lussier writes at io9:

I love the idea for this show, and I get the impetus to use The Lost Boys brand to hook in audiences. But really, Thomas’ idea and the film have very little in common. I guess, if they get a few seasons in, maybe the 1980s could be in Santa Carla though. That would be amazing.

Ditto. I'd also lie to take this moment to applaud Lussier's inclusion of one the THE BEST (by which I mean most totally inexplicable and insane) moments in the film: the scene in which Michael first sees Star and

OMG, I HAD ALMOST FORGOTTEN THAT HER NAME IS STAR!

Sorry...I got distracted. What was I saying? Oh, yeah—THIS INSANITY, HERE!

                                                              WHUT?!

I wouldn't have said "what the fuck?!" when I first saw this film in 1980-whatever, but...

 

                                                                                                                     WHAT

                                                                                                                   WHAT

                                                THE ACTUAL

                                              THE ACTUAL

                                                         FUCK

                                                       FUCK

 

Also: I can't remember whether I've ever noticed this before, but one of The Holograms is *clearly* in Sax Man's band!

 Shana? Is that you?

Shana? Is that you?


*Okay, okay—my love for the movie knows bounds, but only because I CANNOT HANDLE the Chinese takeout scene. And why would you drink out of that bottle afterwards? I swear, that boy was too dumb to live, and too pretty to let become a creature of the night.