Recut as a Nineties-style romantic comedy.
‘salem’s Lot was one of those books that I read in about two hours… then freaked out my college roommate (who didn’t believe that I was capable of reading anything that quickly) by reciting the plot back to him*.
Mind you, this came at the price of disquieting dreams.
And the lambs stop screaming wrt The Silence of the Lambs. OK, that sounded better in my head.
*With the caveat that I hadn’t memorized the people’s names. Just their archtypes.
Yes, the series got wonky, fast – but The Silence of the Lambs was itself a darn good book. Better than the one that it was a sequel to, frankly. And it spawned a rarity: a movie that was pretty much as good as the book, without having to throw out everything except the title and the character names. That’s not that common, really.
And so… hopefully I’ll see you soon, The New Annotated Dracula.