Just yesterday, for no reason at all, I decided to re-watch "Interview with the Vampire" on Netflix. Weird coincidence, and a really, really sad news.
Everyone who meets Lestat (including Satan himself) becomes obsessed with him, and it feels like it's not so much because the character is super interesting but because the author has a lady-boner for him. You start to feel like a voyeur reading some really personal love letters adapted into novels.
I’m conflicted about whether they fit with the rest of the movie - but they are beautiful.