"there’s no me without you!"
Marina to Holly, in the garden. Me Without You, Sandra Goldbacher (2001)
had to break it to myself recently that 6000 words is nowhere near enough space to do justice to all the thinkin’ I’ve put into this hysterical woman business over the past five (eek) years. also maybe I’m just not ready to write it/let go of it all yet. instead for my dissertation I’m going to look at female friendship and themes of vampirism, concentrating on this (my favourite) film, Bergman’s Persona, Le Fanu’s Carmilla, and Lucy and Mina in Stoker’s (maybe also Coppola’s) Dracula (suggestions more than welcome). the idea, I guess, is to try to eventually build this “chapter” into a greater work on gendered interrelationships and vampire lore, all that other stuff I have milling around in my head. whatever whatever.
here: the idea of the vampire as a reflection/completing segment of the self (cf. why vampires don’t bear reflections)
