I think I'm all vampire movie-ed out.

Blade II. Frankly, I'm just embarrassed by this movie. A few odd moments of coolth - half of them recycled - were forlorn and lost amidst the general action shite. Awful performance from Wesley Snipes, miserable support cast. With one stark exception in the delightful Skud, who then got royally shafted in the characterisation department. Frankly, woeful. I came out of it with a deep desire to watch the first one and cleanse myself.

But I didn't. Instead, I watched Queen of the Damned. Which I thought was much better, and that just tells you how crap I thought Blade II was. Much of the worth of this movie comes from: A) the music. I think I'll be purchasing the soundtrack very shortly; and B) just how fucking edible Stuart Townsend looks in leather pants and very little else.

Mmm. Yes.

Two further notes, before I pass out from exhaustion:

What I expect in a vampire movie is atmosphere. Be it the over-the-top sensuality of Anne Rice's creations, or the slightly dirty artisticness of the first Blade, it has to be there. Vampire isn't a plot concept, it's a creative premise. Blade II had none. And that's why it bit. (Uh, pardon the pun.)

The concept of Stuart Townsend as Aragorn is not entirely without merit. Of course, Viggo is Aragorn, and anyone else is just a stupid idea. But, having now seen the boy in action, yes, I see it. He's too young, too fragile, looks occasionally more like Frodo than Strider. But there's something there. In ten years time, five even, he would have done it a great deal of justice.

PS: Aaliyah was only a year older than me. Shit.